A  COLLECTION 

OF 

Spiritual  Hymns, 

ADAPTED    TO    THE 

VARIOUS  KI^DS  OF  CH^ISTIA^ WORSHIP, 


AND  ESPECIALLY  DESIGNED  FOR 
THE    USE    OF  THE 


BRETHREN  IN  CHRIST, 

KNOWN  AS 

'"'River  Brethren." 


COMPILED    ACCORDING   TO    DIRECTIONS    OF 

THE  GENERAL  CONFERENCE. 


SECOND    EDITION. 


'Sing  unto   the  Lord  a  new  sorg,  and  His  prais?  in  the 
congregation  of  saints." — Psalm  cxlix. 


LANCASTER,   PA. 

1876. 

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Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1874,  by 

JACOB  M.  ENGLE, 
in  the  office  of  the  Librarian  of  Congress  at  Washington. 


COMPILED   BY 

Abraham  M.  Engle, 
Samuel  Zook, 
Jacob  M.  Engle. 


Stereotyped  and  Printed  by 
The  Inquirer  Printing  and  Publishing  Co. 
Lancaster,  Pa. 


PREFACE. 


The  praise  of  God  in  spiritual  songs  ever  lias  been 
and  ever  will  be  an  important  element  of  Christian 
worship ;  hence,  the  place  occupied  by  the  Book  of 
Hymns  in  the  Church  is  second  only  to  that  of  the 
Bible.  The  importance  of  its  office  makes  the  neces- 
sity of  careful  arrangement  and  complete  adaptation 
to  all  occasions  plainly  apparent ;  and  it  was  with  a 
full  consciousness  of  the  importance  of  the  work, 
and  a  prayerful  trust  in  the  Divine  guidance,  that 
the  committee  undertook  and  carried  to  completion 
the  preparation  of  the  present  volume. 

Soon  after  the  publication  of  the  Brethren's  Hymn- 
Book,  in  1883,  it  became  evident  that  the  collection 
was  too  small,  and  did  not  give  the  expected  satis- 
faction ;  but  it  is  hoped  that  this  revised  and  enlarged 
edition  will  supply  the  former  want. 

Inasmuch  as  each  locality  have  their  favorite 
hymns,  such  hymns  were  selected  from  the  various 
contributions  as  the  committee  thought  would  give 
general  satisfaction. 

The  collection  being  thus  materially  enlarged,  it 
should  be  considered  that  in  many  families  the  hymns 
are  not  only  sung,  but  also  read,  studied  and  medi- 
tated upon;  many  persons  who  do  not  sing  thus 
using  the  Hymn-Book  more  than  those  having  the 
gift  of  6ong. 

The  work  has  grown  upon  us  far  beyond  our  ex- 
pectation; but  no  pains  have  been  spared  to  secure 


IV  PREFACE. 

from  every  proper  source  such  material  as  might  suit 
our  purpose,  aud  to  select  therefrom  what  was  best 
adapted  to  the  wants  of  the  Brotherhood.  In  this  we 
have  received  from  the  Brethren,  in  different  locali- 
ties, valuable  aid  in  the  form  of  selections  of  their 
choice  hymns ;  and  to  these,  as  to  all  who  contri- 
buted their  assistance  to  the  work,  the  committee 
tender  a  thankf  ul  acknowledgment. 

Aware  that  their  work  shares  the  imperfection 
common  to  all  human  efforts,  the  committee  still 
hope  that  it  may  possess  sufficient  merit  to  give  gen- 
eral satisfaction.  As  the  result  of  days  and  nights 
of  anxious  thought  and  prayerful  labor,  it  passes 
from  our  hands  into  those  of  the  Brethren  and  the 
Christian  public,  still  followed  by  our  prayer  that 
God  may  bless  it  to  the  strengthening  of  His  children, 
the  spreading  of  the  Gospel  of  Jesus  Christ,  and  the 
glory  of  His  holy  Name,  both  here  and  in  that  better 
world — 

"  Where  we,  in  nobler,  sweeter  songs, 
Shall  sing  His  power  to  save  ; 
w      When  these  poor,  lisping,  stammering  tongues 
Lie  silent  in  the  grave."-- 


METRICAL  INDEX 


The  figures  indicate  the  number  of  syllables  in  each  line. 
S.  M.      denotes    Short  Metre,       containing      6,6.8,6 
C.  M.  "    Common  Metre,  "  8.6,8,6 

L.  M.  "     Long  Metre.  "  8^8,8.8 

C.  P.  M.      "    Common  Peculiar  Metre,  S.8,6,8,8,6 

As.  "Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress." 
II.  M.  denotes  Hallelujah  Metre,  6,6,6,6,8,S 

As,  "Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow." 
S.  II.  M.  denotes  Short  Hallelujah  Metre,     6,6,8,6,8,8 

As,  "Friend  after  friend  departs." 
M.  7s.  denotes  Metre  Sevens,  7,7,7,7 

As,  "  Children  of  the  heavenly  King." 
P.  M.  Fs.  Same  as  L.  M.,  hut  peculiar  in  accent, 

As,  "How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours." 
M.  6  lines  8s.  Same  as  L.  P.  M.,  different  in  accent, 

As,  "Come,  O  thou  Traveler  unknown." 
L.  M.  D.  denotes  Long  Metre,  double,      8.8,s, 8,8,8,8,8 

As,  ''He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies." 
M.  8s  &  7s.  denotes  A  measure  of  ^7,8,7 

As,  "  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing." 
M.  8s,  7s  &  4.     A  measure  of  8,7.8,7,4,7 

As,  "  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy." 
^  M;  7s,  &  6s,  or,    A  measure  of  7,6,7,6,7,6,7,0 

}  Reg.lambic,  As,"FromGreenland'sicymount'ns." 
j  M.  7s.  6s,  or  A  measure  of  the  same,  '  7,6,7,6,7,6,7,6 
/  Iraeg.lanib.  As."Droopingsouls,no  longergrieve." 
M.6s&4s.         A  measure  of  6,6,4,6,6,6,V 

As,  "My  country,  'tis  of  thee." 
M.  10s.  denotes  A  measure  of  10,10,10,10 

As,  "  Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  move." 
M.  10s  &  lis.     A  measure  of  10,11,10,11 

As,  "  O,  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store." 
M.  lis.  denotesA  measure  of  11,11,11,11 

As,  "  1  would  not  live  alway."  &c. 
P.  M.  denotes  Peculiar  Metre,  irregular  in  measure, 
As,  "  Saw  ye  my  Saviour,"  containing  5,5,7,7,7,9 

or,  "  O  how  happy  are  they,"  &c.  "  6,6,9,6,6,9 

or,  "How  precious  is  the  name,"  "  6,6,6,3,6,6,6,6.6.3 
or,  '.'  Beyond  where  Kedron's  waters."  8,8,6,8,8 

or,  "  P,e'hold,behold  the  Lamb  of  God, "8.6,8,6,8,8  8,6 
or,  "The  Son,  of  man.they  did  betray  ,"8,8,8,6,8,8,8,8.6 
or,  "Great  God,  what  do  1  see  and  hear,"8,7,8,7,S,8,7 
or  same  German,  "  fe>  tft  fleiuiijlid)  an  t>er  .iJeit." 
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HYMNS. 


GOD— HIS  BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

i  God  manifested  in  his  works.  C]    ~\T 

»•  Rom.  1:  20.         Kjm  m" 

IS  there  a  God?    Yon  rising  sun 
In  answer  meet  replies, 
Writes  it  in. name  upon  the  earth, 
Proclaims  it  round  the  skies. 

2  Is  there  a  God  ?    Hark !  from  on  high 

His  thunder  shakes  the  poles ; 
I  hear  his  voice  in  every  wind, 
In  every  wave  that  rolls. 

3  Is  there  a  God?     With  sacred  fear 

I  upward  turn  my  eyes  ; 
"There  is,"  each  glitt'ring  lamp  of  light — 
"There  is,"  my  soul  replies. 

4  If  such  convictions  to  my  mind 

His  works  aloud  impart, 
0,  let  the  wisdom  of  his  word 
Inscribe  them  on  my  heart. 

2  Holiness  of  God.  f]    \4 

Isaiah  6:  3.        u'  iU* 

HOLY  and  rev'rend  is  the  name 
Of  our  eternal  King; 
"Thrice  holy  Lord,"  the  angels  cry; 
"Thrice  holy,"  let  us  sing. 
2  The  deepest  rev'rence  of  the  mind, 
Pay,  0  my  soul,  to  God ; 
Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime 'abode. 


GOD, 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach ; 
A  contrite  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  noblest  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou,  holy  God,  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

3  Faithfulness  of  God.  T,    IV  f 

Heb.  6:  17,  18.         lJ'  1U' 
YE  humble  saints  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  a  faithful  God ; 
How  just  and  true  are  all  his  ways  ! 
How  much  above  your  highest  praise  ! 
2  True  to  his  word,  God  gave  his  Son, 
To  die  for  crimes  which  man  had  done ; 
Blest  pledge  !  he  never  will  revoke 
A  single  promise  he  has  spoke. 

4  There  is  a  God.  CM. 

DENY  it  not !    There  is  a  God- 
There  is  a  Holy  One  ; 
The  stars  proclaim  it  all  abroad, 
The  planets  and  the  sun. 

2  His  voice  is  heard  in  every  clime, 

Wherever  man  has  trod, 
And  all  his  works  proclaim  and  chime— 
"  There  is — there  is  a  God." 

3  The  whisp'ring  zephyr,  and  the  winds 

That  howling  tempests  send, 
And  fiow'rs  that  bloom,  and  birds  that  sing, 
The  glorious  faith  defend. 

4  The  brook  that  ripples  on  its  way, 

And  cascade  roaring  loud, 
In  unison  with  conscience  say — 
"  There  is— there  is  a  God." 
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HIS  BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

God's  goodness  and  love.  f]    If 

Nahum  1:7.         yjm  iVI' 

YE  humble  souls,  approach  3'our  God 
With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care; 

In  him  we  live  and  move : 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come  ; 

On  this  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defense,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds  with  kind  regard 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
With  bliss  divinely  free- 

6  Great  God,  to  thine  almighty  love 

What  honors  shall  we  raise? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 


C.  M. 


LORD,  all  I  amis  known  to  thee 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

Thy  all  surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 

The  secrets  of  my  breast. 
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GOD, 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Before  they're  forni'd  within, 
And  ere  rny  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  0  wondrous  knowledge!  deep  and  high, 

Where  can  a  creature  hide? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  1  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sov'reign  love. 

And  the  books  were  opened.  n    Af 

Rev.  20:  12.         V" 

ALMIGHTY  God,  thy  piercing  eye, 
Strikes  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  our  most  secret  actions  lie 
All  open  to  thy  sight. 

2  There's  not  a  sin  that  we  commit, 

Nor  wicked  word  we  say, 
But  in  thy  dreadful  book  'tis  writ, 
Against  the  Judgment  Day. 

3  And  must  the  crimes  that  I  have  done 

Be  read  and  published  there? 
Be  all  exposed  before  the  sun, 
While  men  and  angels  hear? 

4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  ashamed  I  lie ; 

Upward  I  dare  not  look  ; 
Pardon  my  sins  before  I  die, 
And  blot  them  from  thy  Book. 

5  Remember  all  the  dying  pains 

That  my  Redeemer  felt ; 
And  let  his  blood  wash  out  my  stains, 
And  answer  for  mv  guilt. 
l(f 


HIS    NAMES    AND    RELATIONS. 

S.  M. 

MY  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great. 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

3  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

4  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweeps  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

5  But  thy  compassion.  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure, 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  word  of  promise  sure. 


GOD— HIS  NAMES  AND  RELATIONS. 

The  Lord  is  our  Shepherd.  Q    \f 

rsaim23.         °*  m' 

THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is; 
I  shall  be  well  suppli'd ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heav'nly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 
II 


GOD, 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  myself  reclaim, 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

i  r\  God  all  and  in  all  Q    M 

Psalm  73,  25.         °:  iH' 

MY  God,  my  life,  mv  love, 
To  thee,  to  thee  I  call; 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  I  dwell ; 
'Tis  Paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
If  thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilings  of  thy  face, 

How  amiable  they  are ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  else  but  there. 

4  Not  all  the  harps  above, 

Can  make  a  heav'nly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

5  Nor  earth  nor  all  the  sky 

Can  one  delight  afford, 
No,  not  one  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 
1?. 


HIS    NAMES   AND    RELATIONS. 

6  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll, 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  center  of  mv  soul. 


7  i  God  our  dwelling  place.  C\    A/f 

Psalm  90:  1.        KJ'  ■**• 

OUR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home: 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defense  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men!  " 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood. 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  foil' wing  years. 

i  Ci  God  our  Father.  f]    "1U" 

-1  *  Matt.  6:9.        ^'  iVL* 

MY  God!  my  Father!  cheering  name! 
0,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ! 
Uive  me  with  humble  hope  to  claim 
A  portion  so  divine. 
2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  sorrows  fly ; 
What  real  harm  can  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eve  ? 
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3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 
I  calmly  would  resign ; 
For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise — 
0  bend  my  will  to  thine ! 

1  Q  God  our  portion.  C\    \f 
■L  ■>                                              Psalm  119 :  57.      ^*  m* 

WHOM  have  we,  Lord,  in  heav'n,  but  thee, 
And  whom  on  earth  beside? 
Where  else  for  succor  can  we  flee, 
Or  in  whose  strength  confide? 

2  Thou  art  our  portion  here  below, 

Our  promis'd  bliss  above; 
Ne'er  may  our  souls  an  object  know 
So  precious  as  thy  love. 

3  When  heart  and  flesh,  0  Lord,  shall  fail, 

Thou  wilt  our  spirits  cheer, 
Support  us  through  life's  thorny  vale, 
And  calm  each  anxious  fear. 

4  Yes,  thou  shalt  be  our  guide  through  life, 

And  help  and  strength  supplj7 ; 
Sustain  us  in  death's  fearful  strife, 
And  welcome  us  on  high. 


GOD  IN  CREATION. 

HThe  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God.      T     M 
Psalm  19  :  1.        *■*  iVL' 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heav'ns,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  Th'  unweari'd  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 
And  shows  his  power  to  every  land, 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 
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IN   CREATION. 

3  While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found: 

5  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice ; 
For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, 
The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine! 

1 5  Man's  Creation  and  Innocency.  C.  M. 

JEHOVAH'S  image  brightly  shone 
In  Eden's  lovely  pair, 
And  oft,  before  his  gracious  throne, 
They  bowed  in  praise  and  prayer. 

2  With  rectitude,  as  with  a  robe, 

Their  spotless  souls  were  dressed; 
With  peace  abounding,  and  with  joy, 
They  were  divinely  blessed. 

3  No  self-reproach,  no  slavish  dread 

Disturbed  their  peace  within  ; 
No  frowning  storm  their  path  o'erspread, 
While  undefiled  with  sin. 

I  Thus  souls  renewed  by  saving  grace, — 
Whose  sins  have  been  forgiven, 
Behold  the  smiles  of  Jesus'  face, 
And  feel  an  inward  heaven. 
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GOD  IN  PROVIDENCE. 

1  £  "The  Lord  will  provide."  1  0«  Xr  1 1  q 
10                                   Genesis  22:14.      iUb  &  XLS' 

rP HOUGH  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affright, 
1   Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite, 
Yet  one  tiling  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  Scripture  assures  us,  "  The  Lord  will  provide." 

2  The  birds,  without  barn  or  storehouse,  are  fed; 
From  them  let  us  learn,  to  trust  for  our  bread  : 
His  saints,  what  is  fitting,  shall  ne'er  be  denied, 
So  long  as  't  is  written,  "The  Lord  will  provide." 

3  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old— 

Not  knowing  our  waj&;  but  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  though  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  sure  guide. 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  "  The  Lord  will  provide." 

4  When  Satan  appears  to  shut  up  our  path. 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  ; 

He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  he  has  tried, 
This   heart-cheering  promise, '•  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide." 

5  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain— 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces  have  tried, 
This  answers  all  questions,  "The  Lord  will  provide." 

6  No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness  we  ciaim  ; 
Yet  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great  name, 
In  this,  our  strong  tower,  for  safety  we  hide  : 

The  Lord  is  our  power,  "  The  Lord  will  provide." 

7  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through  ; 
Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  '•  The  Lord  will  provide.' 

1  ry  The  Mystery  of  Providence.  c    M 

I  »  Psalm  73.  °*  m' 

SURE,  there's  a  righteous  God,      • 
Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  saw  the  wicked  rise. 

And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools,  with  scornful  eyes, 

In  robes  of  honor  shine. 
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IN  PROVIDENCE. 

3  The  tumult  of  my  thought 

Held  me  in  hard  suspense, 
Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought, 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

4  Thy  word,  with  light  and  pow'r, 

Did  my  mistake  amend; 
I  viewed  the  sinners'  life  before, 
But  here  I  learn  their  end. 

5  On  what  a  slippery  steep 

The  thoughtless  wretches  go ! 

And  0,  that  dreadful  fiery  deep, 

That  waits  their  fall  below ! 

I  Q  Thy  judgments  are  a  greed  deep.  f]    AT 

L°  Psalm  3(i:  6.     ^'  ™* 

r]  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

VJT    His  wonders  to  perform ; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
Ami  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour: 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 
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WOESHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


1  9  Confidence  in  God's  government.  G.  M. 

IINCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 
God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
O !  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways? 


s] 


Good  when  he  gives,  supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  he  denies; 
Afflictions  from  his  sovereign  hand 

Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind? 
To  his  unerring  gracious  will 

Be  every  wish  resigned. 

In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine, 
My" God,  inscribe  my  name; 

There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

WOESHIP  AND  PEAISE— PUBLIC 
WORSHIP. 


20  Going  to  Church.  0.  M 

HOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day." 


I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road ; 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 

To  show  his  milder  face. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
.  Be  her  attendants  blest! 

5  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

2  1  Wailing  on  God.  0.  M. 

DEAR  brethren,  come,  draw  near  to  God, 
With  songs  of  sacred  praise ; 
For  he  is  good,  supremely  good, 
And  just  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care ; 

In  him  we  live  and  move; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

cicy  How  amiable  are  thy  tabernacles.  T,    TU[ 

^  Psalm  84:  1.     ±J'  1VJ- 

LORD,  what  a  heav'n  of  saving  grace, 
Shines  through  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame ! 
Lord,  how  we  love  the  charming  name! 
2  When  I  can  say  my  God  is  mine, 
AVhen  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  that  earth  calls  good  or  great. 
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WORSHIP  AND  PEAISE. 

-er  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  soul  employs, 
Here  we  could  sit  and  gaze  away 
A  long,  an  everlasting  day! 

4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night, 
To  the  fair  coasts  of  perfect  light; 
Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love. 

5  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
While  we  pass  through  this  barren  land  ; 
And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 

A  glimpse  of  love,  a  glimpse  of  thee. 

OQ       The  communion  of  spirits  in  worship.      T,    ~\X 
^°  1  Cor.  5:  4.  ■u'    XVi" 

BE  still !  be  still !  for  all  around, 
On  either  hand,  is  holy  ground, 
Here  in  his  house,  the  Lord  to-day 
Will  listen,  while  his  people  pray. 

2  Thou,  tossed  upon  the  waves  of  care, 
Ready  to  sink  with  deep  despair, 
Here  ask  relief,  with  heart  sincere, 
And  thou  shalt.  find  that  God  is  here. 

3  Thou  who  hast  laid  within  the  grave, 
Those  whom  thou  hadst  no  power  to  save, 
Now  to  the  mercy-seat  draw  near, 

With  all  thy  woes,  for  God  is  here. 

4  Thou  who  hast  dear  ones  far  away, 
In  foreign  lands,  'mid  ocean's  spray, 
Pray  for  them  now,  and  dry  the  tear, 
And  trust  the  God  who  listens  here. 

5  Thou  who  art  mourning  o'er  thy  sin, 
Deploring  guilt  that  reigns  within, 
The  God  of  peace  is  ever  near ; 

The  troubled  spirit  meets  him  here. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 
C)i  Worthy  is  the  Lamb.  Q    y^ 

XvCV*  0  *   J.  —  . 

BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
Amid  his  Father's  throne  ; 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  Church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  These  are  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise: 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  pris'ners  free — 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

25  The  loveliness  of  Christ.  0.  M. 

COME,  heav'nly  love,  inspire  my  song, 
With  thy  immortal  flame  ; 
And  teach  my  heart  and  teach  my  tongue 
The  Saviour's  lovely  name. 

2  The  Saviour!  0  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound ! 
Its  influence  ev'ry  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

3  Here  pardon,  life  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  dreadful  woe. 

4  God's  only  Son — stupendous  grace ! — 

Forsook  his  throne  above, 
And  swift  to  save  our  wretched  race, 
He  flew  on  wings  of  love. 
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WORSHIP  AND   PRAISE. 

5  0,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 
Of  bliss  a  boundless  store ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine. 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

O  ft  Praise  for  mercies.  C<    M 

Z0  Psalm  103.         b-  M- 

0  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul! 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim  ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits — 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide; 

He  will  with  patience  wait; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  The  Lord  forgives  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  Then  bless  his  holy  name, 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole; 
Whose  loving  kindness  crowns  thy  days ; 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

27  The  Fount  of  Blessing.  8s  &  7s. 

COME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  : 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above ; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fixed  upon  it 
Mount  of  thv  redeeming  love. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 
&nd  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home: 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  0,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter. 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

'Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart ;  Lord,  take  and  seal  it ; 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

o  Q  The  song  of  the  Lamb.  C]    TV/T 

*0  Kev.  15:  3.         yj-  m 

THOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 
We  love  to  hear  of  thee ; 
No  music's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  0  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice, 

In  mercy  to  us  speak  ; 
And  in  our  Priest  we  will  rejoice, 
Thou  great  Melchisedek. 

3  Our  Saviour  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay  ; 
We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name, 
When  all  things  else  decay. 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  the  favor'd  throng,  ■ 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 
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WORSHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

O  Q  Praise  the  Lord,  all  ye  nations.  T .    \f 

*J  Psalm  117.       1Jm  m' 

FROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise, 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  he  sung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truths  attend  thy  word; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  sun  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring; 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing ; 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name. 

4  In  ev'ry  land  begin  the  song ; 

To  ev'ry  land  the  strains  belong ; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

on  The  unspeakable  gift.  T.    IV f 

3U  2  Cor.  9 :  45.         ■**  1U* 

COME,  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet ; 
Behold  in  him  what  wonders  meet ! 
Words  are  too  feeble  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  He  is  the  Head — each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  power  he  gives; 
The  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Joined  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love.    • 

3  He  is  the  Vine — his  heav'nly  root 
Supplies  each  branch  with  life  and  fruit; 
0  !  may  a  lasting  union  join 

My  soul  to  Christ,  the  living  Vine. 

4  He  is  the  Rock — how  firm  he  proves! 
The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves ; 

But  the  sweet  streams  that  from  him  flow, 
Attend  us  all  the  journey  through. 
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PUBLIC  WORSlIli*. 

5  Yet  faintly  to  us  mortals  here, 
His  glory,  grace,  and  worth  appear; 
His  beauties  we  shall  clearly  trace, 
When  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

31  Heaven  begun  on  earth.  o.  M. 

COME  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
While  ye  surround  his  throne. 
2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

That  never  knew  our  God ; 
But  servants  of  the  heav'nly  king 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 
3. The  men  of  grace  have  found, 
Glory  begun  below ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 
4  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

32  Gratitude.  C.  M. 

WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  TJnnumber'd  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd.  ' 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 
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WORSHIP  AND   PRAISE. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise ; 
But  0,  eternity's  too  short, 
To  utter  all  thy  praise ! 

Q  Q  Unto  him  that  loved  vs.  H    M 

♦>«5  Rev.  1:5.        V*  XV1* 

THERE  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear ; 
I  love  to  sing  its  worth ; 
It  sounds  like  music  in  mine  ear, 
The  sweetest  name  on  earth. 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  Saviour's  love, 

Who  died  to  set  me  free  ; 
It  tells  me  of  his  precious  blood 
The  sinner's  perfect  plea. 

3  It  tells  of  One  whose  loving  heart 

Can  feel  my  smallest  woe: 
Who  in  each  sorrow  bears  a  part 
That  none  can  bear  below. 

4  Jesus !  the  name  I  love  so  well, 

The  name  I  love  to  hear ! 
No  saint  on  earth  its  worth  can  tell, 
No  heart  conceive  how  dear. 

5  This  name  shall  shed  its  fragrance  still 

Along  this  thorny  road — 
Shall  sweetly  smooth  the  rugged  hill 
That  leads  me  up  to  God : 
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PUBLIC  WOESHIP. 

6  And  there,  with  all  the  blood-bonght  throng, 
From  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
I'll  sing  the  new  eternal  song 
Of  Jesus'  love  to  me. 

34  Praise  to  the  Redeemer.  \j.  M 

FOE,  a  thousand  tongues !  to  sing 
My  great  Kedeemer's  praise; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, — 
To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus ! — the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  inbred  sin, 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues, 

Not  one  should  silent  be ; 
Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  hearts, 
I'd  give  them  all  to  thee. 

Q  K        Thy  loving  kindness  is  better  than  life.     T ,    M 
OO  Psalm  63 :  3.         ■"■  iVJ- 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
_  And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  free ! 
2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  by  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  great  I 
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WORSHIP  AND   PRAISE. 

3  Though  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving  kindness,  0  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud,     ■ 
Has  gather'd  thick  and  thuuder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving  kindness,  O  how  good! 

o  a    Blessed  are  they  that  divell  ir.  thy  house.     T .    l\f 
30  Psalru84:  4.        XJm  m* 

HOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
0  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  soul  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God!  my  King!  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee ! 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 

God  is  their  strength,  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper,  God. 

orr  The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.  Q    \jf 

S#  Rev.  16:  3.       °*  iVi' 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb ; 
Wake  every  heart,  and  every  tongue* 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
2  Sing  of  his  dying  love : 
Sing  of  his  rising  power ; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  us,  whose  sins  he  bore. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

3  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue  ; 

Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 

And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

4  Sing  on  your  heav'nly  way, 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 

5  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come  !" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

38  Zion's  joyful  travelers.  M.  7s- 

nHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
\J  As  we  journey  let  us  sing — 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise: 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways ! 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  0  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad  ! 
Christ  oar  advocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes/ 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand, 
On  the  borders  of  our  land — 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord!  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee  I 

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39  The  blest  hour  of  worship.  Li.  M. 

BLEST  hour  when  mortal  man  retires 
To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heav'n  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour  when  earthly  cares  resign 

Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While  all  around  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 

3  Blest  hour  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleas'd  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 
•4  Blest  hour,  for  where  the  Lord  resorts — 
Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  giv'n, 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heav'n. 

Af\  Grateful  adoration.  T,    ltf 

4U  rsalm  100.         "^  1V±- 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay  and  form'd  us  men  ; 
And  when,  like  wand'ring  sheep,  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, — 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame; 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs 

High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 
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OPENING  HYMNS. 


5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 


OPENING  HYMNS. 
41  8  &  7. 

BRETHREN,  we  have  met  to  worship, 
And  adore  the  Lord  our  God, 
Will  you  pray  in  faith  with  fervor, 

While  we  strive  to  preach  the  word? 
All  is  vain,  unless  the  Spirit 

Of  the  Holy  One  comes  down  ; 
Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 
Will  be  showered  all  around. 

2  Brethren,  don't  you  see  poor  sinners 

Slumb'ring  on  the  brink  of  woe; 
Death  is  coming,  hell  is  moving, 

Can  you  bear  to  see  them  go  ? 
There  are  fathers,  there  are  mothers, 

And  their  children  sinking  down,  &c. 

3  Brethren,  there's  the  poor  backslider, 

Who  was  once  near  heaven's  door, 
But,  alas!  he's  sold  his  Saviour, 

And  is  worse  than  e'er  before ; 
But  the  Saviour  proffers  pardon, 

If  he  will  repent  and  turn,  &c. 

4  Sisters,  will  you  join  and  help  us? 

(Moses'  sister  helped  him ;) 
Will  you  seek  the  trembling  mourner, 

Who  is  lab'ring  hard  with  sin  ? 
Tell  them  all  about  the  Saviour, 
Tell  them  that  he  will  be  found. 
Sisters,  &c. 

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WORSHIP  AND   PRAISE. 

5  Let  us  love  our  Lord  supremely; 

Let  us  love  each  other  too; 
Let  us  strengthen  one  another, 

Till  our  Lord  makes  all  things  new, 
And  when  we  get  home  to  heaven, 

At  his  table  we'll  sit  down  ; 
Christ  will  gird  himself,  and  serve  us 

With  sweet  manna  all  around. 

42  A  blessing  asked  for.  C.  M. 

ONCE  more  we  lift  our  hearts  to  God, 
Once  more  his  blessing  ask; 
O  may  not  duty  seem  a  load, 
Nor  worship  prove  a  task ! 

2  Father,  thy  quickening  Spirit  send 

From  heaven,  in  Jesus'  name; 
To  make  our  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 

3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart; 
And  keep  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

4  To  seek  thee  all  our  hearts  dispose, 

To  each  thy  blessing  suit ; 
And  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows 
Produce  a  plenteous  fruit. 


r 


43         Spiritual  Improvement.         M.  8s,  7s  &  4 

N  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
We,  thy  children,  now  draw  near; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling; 
Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear, — 

Hear  with  meekness,— 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 
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OPENING  HYMNS. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  length  en'd, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthen'd, 

We  would  run,  nor  weary  be, 
Till  thy  glory, 
Without  clouds,  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter, 

All  thy  people  shall  adore, 
Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Than  they  could  conceive  before, — 
Full  enjoyment, — 
Holy  bliss,  for  evermore. 

44      Prayer  for  minister  and  people.      OS,    /S  &  4. 

DEAREST  Saviour,  help  thy  servant 
To  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love! 
Pour  thy  grace  upon  this  people, 
That  they  may  thy  love  approve: 
Bless,  0  bless* them, 
From  thy  shining  courts  above. 

2  Now  thy  gracious  word  invites  them 
To  partake  the  gospel-feast; 
Let  thy  Spirit  sweetly  draw  them; 
Ev'ry  soul  be  Jesus'  guest! 
O  receive  us, 
Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest. 

A  K        Take  heed,  therefore,  how  ye  hear.  T,    TM" 

***>  Luke  8 :  18.         XJ'  1V1  ■ 

THY  presence,  gracious  God.  afford  ; 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word  ; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixed  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 
(3)  33 


WOESHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

3  To  us  thy  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sov'reign  pow'r  and  energy, 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will; 
Thy  saving-pow'r  and  love  display, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

a  a  There  am  t.  T.    M 

40  Matt,  18:  20.         U'  M« 

WHERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sov'reign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  pray'r  and  praise  : 

2  "There,"  said  the  Saviour,  "will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company; 

To  them  unvail  my  smiling  face, 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word; 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heav'nly  love. 

47       Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the  Word.         C.  M. 

COME,  O  thou  all  victorious  Lord, 
Thy  pow'r  to  us  make  known, 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 
And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Speak  with  the  voice  wrhich  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bids  the  sleeper  rise, 
And  let  each  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

3  To  them  a  sense  of  guilt  impart, 

And  then  remove  the  load, 
Quicken,  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  thine  atoning  blood. 
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CLOSING  HYMNS. 

4  Their  desp'rate  state  through  sin  declare 
And  speak  their  sins  forgiv'n  ; 
By  daily  growth  in  grace  prepare, 
Then  take  them  up  to  heav'n. 

48  Humble  Bequest.  P.M.  7,  7,   7,  7. 

LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow; 
O  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  cannot  let  thee  go 

Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

3  Send  some  message  from  thy  word 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 

Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

5  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free, 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 


CLOSING  HYMNS. 

ac\        The  Lord  bless  thee  and  keep  thee.  T,    \f 

*y  Num.  G:  21.         U'   AL' 

ERE  to  the  world  again  we  go, 
Its  pleasures,  cares,  and  idle  show, 
Thy  grace,  once  more,  0  God,  we  crave, 
From  folly  and  from  sin  to  save. 
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WORSHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

2  May  the  great  truths  we  here  have  heard, 
The  lessons  of  thy  holy  word — 

Dwell  in  onr  inmost  bosoms  deep, 
And  all  our  souls  from  error  keep. 

3  O,  may  the  influ'nce  of  this  day 
Long  as  our  mem'ry  with  us  stay, 
And  as  an  angel  guardian  prove, 
To  guide  us  to  our  home  above. 

50  For  the  fulness  of  peace  and  joy.     8  7   &  4. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace! 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 

0  refresh  us,  etc., 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ! 

Ever  faithful,  etc., 
To  the  truth  may  we  be  found  ! 

51  AL  the  close  of  meeting.  fe.  M. 
|NCE  more,  before  we  part, 

We'll  bless  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Record  his  mercies,  ev'ry  heart ; 
Sing  ev'ry  tongue,  the  same. 

2  Hoard  up  his  sacred  word, 

And  feed  thereon  and  grow  ; 
Go  on,  and  seek  to  know  the  Lord, 
And  practice  what  you  know. 

3  And  if  we  meet  no  more 

On  Zion's  earthly  ground, 
0  may  we  reach  that  blissful  state 
Where  all  thv  saints  arc  found. 
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CLOSING  HYMNS. 
52  At  the  close  of  meeting.  L.  M. 

DISMISS  us  from  the  house  of  pray'r, 
With  blessings  such  as  mortals  need, 
And  make  our  souls  thy  constant  care, 
Till  we  from  evil  shall  be  freed. 

2  And  if  we  never  meet  again, 

Till  we  our  .Lord  appearing  see, 
O  may  we  all  with  Jesus  reign, 
And  always  with  our  Saviour  be  ! 

K  o       It  is  good  that  the  heart  be  established.     Q     "Vf 

03  Heb.13:  9.         °'   iVJ" 

LORD,  at  this  closing  hour, 
Establish  ev'ry  heart 
Upon  thy  word  of  truth  and  pow'r, 
To  keep  us  when  we  part. 

2  Peace  to  our  brethren  give ; 

Fill  all  our  hearts  with  love ; 
In  faith  and  patience  may  we  live, 
And  seek  our  rest  above. 

3  Through  changes,  bright  or  drear, 

We  would  thy  will  pursue ; 
And  toil  to  spread  thy  kingdom  here, 
Till  we  its  glory  view. 

4  To  God,  the  Only  Wise, 

In  every  age  ador'd, 
Let  glory  from  the  church  arise 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 

54  Keep  them  from  theevil.^  ^  fs  &  ^ 

&OD  of  our  salvation,  hear  us  ;; 
Bless,  0  bless  us,  ere  we  go| 
When  we  join  the  world,  be  near  us, 
Lest  we  cold  and  careless  grow  : 

Saviour,  keep  us — 
Keep  us  safe  from  ev'ry  foe. 
37 


WORSHIP  AND    PRAISE. 

2  May  we  live  in  view  of  heav'n, 

Where  we  hope  to  see  thy  face  ; 
Save  as  from  unhallow'd  leaven, 
All  that  might  obscure  thy  grace; 

Keep  us  walking 
Each  in  his  appointed  place. 

3  As  our  steps  are  drawing  nearer 

To  the  place  we  call  our  home, 
May  our  view  of  heav'n  grow  clearer, 

Hope  more  bright  of  joys  to  come ; 
And,  when  dying, 
May  thy  presence  cheer  the  gloom. 

55  A  prayer  for  success.  1A.  M. 

ON  what  has  now  been  sown, 
Thy  blessing,  Lord,  bestow  : 
The  power  is  thine  alone 

To  make  it  spring  and  grow ; 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harvest  raise, 
And  thou  alone  shalt  have  the  praise. 

Ka  Apostolic  Benediction.  Qq  Xr  7<i 

3"  2  Cor.  13:  14.  °kS  ^   ' b' 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

57  Dismission.  -L.  M. 

DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord- 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word  ] 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 
38 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good — 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  ev'ry  fett'red  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

58  After  Sermon.  8.S. 

THIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore,  > 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  friend; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow'r, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  'T  is  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home ; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 


SOCIAL  WOESHIP. 

KQ  -  Retirement  and  prayer.  C]    M 

J^  Luke  6:  12.       w*  1VJ- 

I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  ev'ry  cumb'ring  care  ; 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  pray'r. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear; 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore: 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heav'n  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driv'n. 
39 


WORSHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

5  Thus  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 
May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour. 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

(30  Advantages  of  secret  prayer.  lis. 

MY  closet,  ray  temple,  my  social  retreat, 
It's  there,  with  ray  Saviour  in  concert  I  meet ; 
Mow  many  the  objects  inviting  me  there, 
To  pour  out  my  soul  in  the  order  of  pray'r. 

2  When  shades  of  great  darkness  come  over  my  heart 
And  I  fear  that  my  God  is  about  to  depart, 

I  come  to  my  closet  and  find  him  still  tliere, 

His  hands  fiU'd  with  blessings  in  answer  to  pray'r. 

3  I  bless  the  glad  day  when  his  grace  I  first  felt, 
His  mercy  then  savTd  me  and  cancel'd  ray  guilt ; 
1  will  visit  my  closet,  and  never  despair — 

It  was  there  my  Redeemer  first  answer'd  my  pray'r. 

4  My  Saviour  is  found  in  all  places  below ; 
His  mercy  abounds  and  his  grace  overflows  : 
A  temple,  a  closet,  I  find  ev'ry-where, 

And  Jesus  is  waiting  to  bless  me  in  pray'r. 

G 1  Importunity  in  prayer.  o.  M. 

THE  Lord,  who  truly  knows 
The  heart  of  every  saint, 
Invites  us  by  his  holy  word, 
To  pray  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear ! 

We  never  plead  in  vain ; 
Yet  we  must  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray  and  pray  again. 

3  'Twas  thus  a  widow  poor, 

Without  support  or  friend, 
Beset  the  unjust  judge's  door, 
And  gained  at  last  her  end. 

4  And  shall  not  Jesus  hear 

His  chosen,  when  they  cry? 
Yes,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He'll  not  their  suit  deny. 
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SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 


uVearjiess  to  God. 


CM. 


0  COULD  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearness  to  my  Lord ! 
Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
While  leaning  on  his  word. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day — 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
And  never  take  away. 

3  0,  Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine, 

That  I  may  never  more  depart, 

Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore ; 
And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

63  God  is  present  every-where.  IS. 

THEY  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 
Find  that  throne  in  ev'ry  place  ; 
If  we  live  a  life  of  pray'r, 
God  is  present  ev'ry-where. 

2  In  our  sickness  and  our  health, 
In  our  want,  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  pray'r, 
God  is  present  ev'ry-where. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  woes  of  life  prevail, 
'T  is  the  time  for  earnest  pray'r; 
God  is  present  ev'ry-where. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  ev'ry  strait, 
To  thy  Father  come,  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  ev'ry  pray'r: 
God  is  present  ev'rv-wiiere. 

41 


WORSHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

£A  We  took  sweet  counsel  together.  ft     i\f 

Psalm  55:  14.        u-  xVi- 

OIT  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 
Whom  one  communion  blends, 
Council  to  hold  in  converse  sweet, 
And  talk  as  Christian  friends. 

2  'T  is  joy  to  think  the  angel  train, 

Who  'mid  heaven's  temple  shine, 
To  seek  our  earthly  temples  deign, 
And  in  our  anthems  join. 

3  But  chief  t  is  joy  to  think  that  he, 

To  whom  his  church  is  dear, 
Delights  her  gather'd  flock  to  see, 
Her  joint  devotions  hear. 

4  Then  who  would  choose  to  walk  abroad, 

While  here  such  joys  are  given? 
"This  is  indeed  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  gate  of  heaven !" 

55  Sweet  hour  of  prayer.  _L.  M. 

SWEET  hour  of  pray'r!  sweet  hour  of  pray 'r! 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known  ; 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief; 
And  oft  escap'd  the  tempter's  snare 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  pray'r. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  pray'r !  sweet  hour  of  pray'r  ! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear, 
To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness, 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless ; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  ev'ry  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  pray'r ! 
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THE  LORD  S  DAY. 

3  Sweet  hour  of  pray'r !  sweet  hour  of  pray'r! 
May  I  thv  consolation  share ; 
Till",  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  hight, 

1  view  my  home,  and  take  my  flight : 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize  ; 

And  shout  while  passing  through  the  air, 
Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  pray'r. 

C(l         The  influences  of  the  spirit  desired.  f]    \/t 

uu  Acts  2:  2.        w'  XVL- 

SPIRIT  Divine!  attend  our  pray'r, 
And  make  this  house  thy  home ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  pow'r, 
0 !  come,  Great  Spirit,  come  ! 

2  Come  as  the  light;  to  us  reveal 

Oar  emptiness  and  woe  ; 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts 

Like  sacrificial  flame ; 
L?t  our  whole  souls  an  off'ring  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 
67  Blessings  of  the  Sabbath.  C.  M. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made ; 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  his  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 
And  Satan's  empire  fell; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 
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WOKSHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

3  JEosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ! 
Help  us,  0  Lord — descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men, 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
"Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna !  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise ; 
The  highest  heav'ns,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

f*Q  As  it  began  to  dawn.  T.    TV/T 

OO  Matt.  28:  1.       1Jm  m" 

MY  op'ning  eyes  with  rapture  see 
The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day ; 
My  thoughts,  0  God,  ascend  to  thee, 
While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee  alone, 

Nor  would  receive  another  guest : 
Eternal  King,  erect  thy  throne, 
And  reign  sole  monarch  in  my  breast. 

3  0  bid  this  trifling  world  retire, 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away  ; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire, 

One  sinful  thought,  through  all  the  day. 

4  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 

My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing, 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 
And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 

69  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest.  o.  M. 

WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise : 
"Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 
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THE  LORD  S  DAY. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day,  amid  the  place 

Where  Christ,  my  Lord,  has  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

En  such  a  frame  as  this, 
Till  call'd  to  rise  and  soar  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

70  A  solemn  review.  OS. 

THE  light  of  Sabbath  eve 
Is  fading  fast  away ; 
What  record  will  it  leave, 

To  crown  the  closing  day  ? 
Is  it  a  Sabbath  spent, 

Of  fruitless  time  destroy'd  ; 
Or  have  these  moments  lent, 
Been  sacredly  employed  ? 

2  How  dreadful  and  how  drear, 

In  yon  dark  world  of  pain, 
Will  Sabbaths  lost  appear, 

That  cannot  come  again  ! 
Then,  in  that  hopeless  place, 

The  wretched  soul  will  say 
"  I  had  those  hours  of  grace, 

But  cast  them  all  away." 

3. To  waste  these  Sabbath  hours, 
0,  may  we  never  dare  ; 
Nor  taint  with  thoughts  of  ours, 
These  sacred  days  of  pray'r : 
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WORSHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

But  may  our  Sabbaths  here 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  love  ; 

And  prove  a  foretaste  clear 
Of  that  sweet  rest  above. 

ri i         It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks,  etc.         T,    TV r 
•1  Psalm  92:  1.     lj'  1VJ" 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp,  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine! 
How  deep  thy  counsels !  how  divine  ! 

4  Lord,  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 

Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  ev'ry  pow'r  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

72  The  Sabbath  a  delight.  8s. 

WE  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day. 
Thou  who  hast  ev'ry  blessing  giv'n — 
Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away, 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  op'ning  heav'n. 
2  Rich  day  of  holy,  thougtful  rest! 
May  we  improve  thy  calm  repose, 
And,  in  God's  service  truly  blest, 
Forget  the  world,  its  joys,  its  woes. 
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TITE    LORDS  DAY. 

3  Lord!  may  thy  truth  upon  the  heart 

Now  fall  and  dwell  as  heav'nly  dew, 
And  flow'rs  of  grace  in  freshness  start 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

4  May  pray'r  now  lift  her  sacred  wings, 

Contented  with  that  aim.  alone 
Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  shelt'ring  throne. 

170  There  remaineth  a  rest,  etc.  T.     ~\J[ 

1  <>  Heb.  4 :  9.        Jj'  ,m* 

THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 
To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin,  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues ; 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  angry  foes  ; 

No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  0  iong-expected  day,  begin  ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  pain  and  sin ; 
With  joy  we'll  tread  th'  appointed  road, 
And  sleep  in  death  to  rest  with  God. 

7  A  A  present  rest.  C\    M* 

■*  Heb.  4:  3         Kj'  m" 

TO-DAY  God  bids  the  faithful  rest, 
To-day  he  show'rs  his  grace  ; 
Seek  ye  my  face,  the  Lord  hath  said ; 
Lord,  we  will  seek  thy  face.  - 
2  Come,  let  us  leave  the  things  on  earth, 
With  God's  assembly  join  ; 
Lo,  heav'n  descends  to  welcome  man, 
To  taste  the  things  divine! 
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WORSHIP    AND    PRAISE. 

3  We  come,  dear  Saviour,  lo,  we  come, 

Lord  of  our  life  and  soul ! 
We  come  diseas'd,  and  faint,  and  sick, 
Be  pleas'd  to  make  us  whole. 

4  We  thirst  and  flee  to  thee,  0  Lord  ! 

Thou  fountain-head  of  good! 
Filthy  wecome,  and  all  unclean; 
O  cleanse  us  in  thy  blood! 

5  0  may  we  please  our  God  to-day, 

May  that  be  all  our  care ! 
Give,  Lord,  thy  grace,  lest  evil  thoughts 
Should  mingle  in  our  pray'r. 

6  Amid  th'  assembly  of  thy  saints 

Let  us  be  faithful  found: 
And  let  us  join  in  humble  pray'r, 
And  in  thy  praise  abound. 

75        Sabbath  in  the  Sanctuary.       M.  6  lines  7s. 

SAFELY  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day, — 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 
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THE    LORDS   DAY. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints, 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  from  all  complaints; 

Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 

Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

76  The  Sabbath.  L.  M, 

ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  : 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  that  God  hath  blest. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds, 
Draws  us  away  from  earth  to  heaven, 
And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  Oh,  may  our  prayers  and  praises  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 

4  In  holy  duties  may  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away  ; 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end ! 

77  The  type  of  everlasting  rest.  G.  M. 

C10ME,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 
)     In  hymns  around  the  throne; 
This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  call'd  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 
The  brighest  of  the  seven, 
Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

3  Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on, 

And  hasten  to  that  day 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down, 
And  shadows  pass  away. 

4  Not  one,  but  all  our  days  below, 

Let  us  in  hymns  employ  ; 
And,  in  our  Lord  rejoicing,  go 
To  his  eternal  joy. 

THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

ijq  Buy  the  truth  and  sell  it  not.  T,    "IM 

iO  *  Prov.  23:23.     ^  m' 

THE  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell, 
'Twill  do  to  buy,  but  not  to  sell; 
A  large  estate  that  soul  has  got, 
Who  buys  the  truth  and  sells  it  not. 

2  Truth,  like  a  diamond,  shines  most  fair 
More  rich  than  pearls  and  rubies  are, 
More  worth  than  gold  and  silver  coin, 
0  may  it  ever  in  us  shine. 

3  'Tis  truth  that  binds,  and  truth  makes  free, 
And  sets  the  souls  at  liberty 

From  sin  and  Satan's  heavy  chain, 
And  then  within  the  heart  doth  reign. 

4  They  have  a  freedom  then  indeed, 
That  doth  all  freedom  else  exceed  ; 
Freedom  from  guilt,  freedom  from  woe, 
And  never  more  shall  bondage  know. 

5  O  happy  they,  who  in  their  youth 

Are  brought  to  know  and  love  the  truth! 
For  none  but  those  whom  truth  makes  free, 
Can  evermore  the  Saviour  see. 

6  Truth,  like  a  girdle,  let  us  wear, 
And  always  keep  it  clean  and  fair ; 
And  never  let  it  once  be  told, 
That  truth  by  us  was  ever  sold. 

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tup:  holy  scriptures. 

hq        Tlie power  of  God  unto  salvation.  T.    T\f 

' »  Rom.  1 :  16.         U'  m' 

&OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts; 
Its  influ'nce  makes  the  sinner  live; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 
May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

QH  The  law  and  gospel  compared.  T,    "M" 

OV  2  Cor.  3:  7-11.        ■"■  xyi* 

THE  law  commands  and  makes  us  know 
What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe ; 
But 't  is  the  gospel  must  reveal 
Where  lies  our  strength  to  do  his  will. 

2  The  law  discovers  guilt  and  sin, 

And  shows  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been  ; 
Only  the  gospel  can  express 
Forgiving  love  and  cleansing  grace. 

3  What  curses  doth  the  law  denounce 
Against  the  man  that  fails  but  once! 
But  in  the  gospel  Christ  appears, 
Pard'ning  the  guilt  of  num'rous  years. 

4  My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law; 
Fly  to  the  hope  the  gospel  gives ; 
The  man  that  trusts  the  promise,  lives. 

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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTTTKES. 

0  i  O,  hoiu  I  love  thy  law  !  Q  Q  cr  7a 

01  Psalm  119 :  97.        °b  ^  '  b" 

BLESSED  Bible,  how  I  love  it! 
How  it  doth  my  bosom  cheer! 
What  hath  earth  like  this  to  covet? 
O,  what  stores  of  wealth  are  here! 
Man  was  lost  and  doomed  to  sorrow  : 

Not  one  ray  of  light  or  bliss 
Could  he  from  earth's  treasure  borrow, 
Till  his  way  was  cheered  by  this! 

2  Yes,  I'll  to  my  bosom  press  thee, 

Precious  word  !  I'll  hide  thee  here! 
Sure  my  very  heart  will  bless  thee, 

For  thou  ever  say'st,  "Good  cheer!" 
Speak,  my  heart,  and  tell  thy  pond'rings ; 

Tell  how  far  thy  rovings  led, 
When  this  book  bro't  back  thy  wand'rings, 

Speaking  life  as  from  the  dead. 

3  Yes,  sweet  Bible!  I  will  hide  thee 

Deep,  yes,  deeper  in  this  heart ; 
Thou  through  all  my  life  will  guide  me, 

And  in  death  we  will  not  part ! 
Part  in  death  ?  no,  never,  never ! 

Through  death's  vale  I'll  lean  on  thee ; 
Then,  in  brighter  worlds,  for  ever, 

Sweeter  far  thy  truths  shall  be. 

Qo  The  inspiration  of  the  ficrintures.  T~     "\f 

OL  2  Peter  1 :  21.         4J"  JVX* 

jrn  WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

X    The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word ; 
His  spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heav'nly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wro't 
Confirm'd  the  messages  they  brought; 
The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 
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JOHN  S  MINISTRY  AND  BAPTISM. 

3  Great  God !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost,  and  vanish  in  the  wind; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hopes  secure — 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

83  Safety  in  keeping  God's  precepts.  o.  M. 

HOW  perfect  is  thy  word! 
Thy  judgments  all  are  just ; 
And  ever  in  thy  promise,  Lord, 
Man  may  securely  trust. 

2  I  hear  thy  word  in  love; 

In  faith  thy  word  obey; 
0,  send  thy  spirit  from  above, 
To  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  way. 

3  Thy  counsels  are  all  plain, 

Thy  precepts  all  are  pure  ; 
And  long  as  heaven  and  earth  remain, 
Thy  truth  shall  still  endure. 

4  O,  may  my  soul,  with  joy, 

Trust  in  thy  faithful  word : 
Be  it  through  life  my  glad  employ, 
To  keep  thy  precepts,  Lord. 

JOHN'S  MINISTRY  AND  BAPTISM. 

84  John' 's  ministry  and  baptism.  C  M. 

UPON  the  banks  of  Jordan  stood, 
The  great  forerunner  John, 
And  pointed  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  long  expected  One. 
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JOHN  S  MINISTRY  AND  BAPTISM. 

2  He  loud  proclaimed  the  coming  reign, 

And  told  them  to  reform, 
If  they  God's  favor  would  obtain, 
And  shun  the  gath'ring  storm. 

3  "  Forsake  your  sins,"  the  Baptist  said, 

That  you  may  be  forgiv'n  ; 
Forsake  them  now,  and  be  baptiz'd, 
For  near  's  the  reign  of  heav'n." 

4  Thus  did  the  man  of  God  prepare 

A  people  for  the  Lord; 
To  him  did  all  the  Jews  repair 
Who  trusted  in  his  word. 

5  But  now  the  reign  of  God  has  come, 

That  reign  of  grace  below. 
And  Jesus  reigns  upon  God's  throne, 
Remission  to  bestow. 

6  He  bids  all  nations  look  to  him, 

As  Prince  of  life  and  peace ; 
And  offers  pardon  to  all  them 
Who  now  accept  his  grace. 

85  John's  ministry.  0.  M. 

JOHN  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
To  go  before  his  face ; 
The  herald  which  the  Prince  of  peace 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

2  He  makes  the  great  salvation  known, 

He  speaks  of  pardon'd  sins; 
While  grace  divine,  and  heavenly  love. 
In  its  own  glory  shines. 

3  "Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,"  he  cries, 

"  That  takes  our  guilt  away : 
I  saw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head 
On  his  baptizing  dav. 
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CHRIST,  THE   INCARNATION 

4  "The  heamen  realms  with  Israel's  land 

Shall  join  in  sweet  accord  ; 
And  all  that's  born  of  man  shall  see 
The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

5  "Behold  the  Morning  Star  arise, 

Ye  that  in  darkness  sit ; 
He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 

CHRIST— THE  INCARNATION. 

86  Hail  the  blest  mom.  lis  &  10s. 

HAIL  the  blest  morn  !  when  the  great  Mediator 
Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descends  ! 
Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  manger  ; 
Lo !  for  your  guide  the  bright  angel  attends  ! 

CHORUS. 

.    Brighest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thy  aid  ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning,  * 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 

Angels  adore  him  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all ! 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Eden,  and  off'rings  divine; 

Gems  from  the  mountain,  and  pearls  from  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  earth's  richest  oblation, 
Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  secure ; 

Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  pray'rs  of  the  poor. 

Qrf    The  angeVs  announcement  of  his  birth.      fl    AT 
PI  Luke  2:  14.         V'  iVJ" 

WHILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks 
All  seated  on  the  ground,  [by  night, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glorv  shone  around. 
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2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind; 
"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

3  "To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ,  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign: 

4  "The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  display'd, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph  ;  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song: 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ; 
Good  will,  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men, 
Begin,  and  never  cease  !" 

QQ  The  prophet  foretells  Ms  birlh.  Q    jyf 

'0  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 
To  us  a  Son  is  giv'n  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey — 
Him  all  the  hosts  of  heav'n. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
For  ever  more  ador'd — 

The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

3  His  pow'r,  increasing,  still  shall  spread; 
His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 

Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 
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H 


THE   INCARNATION. 

89  Nativity  of lite  Saviour.  M.  7s. 

"ARK  ! — the  herald  angels  sing, 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King ! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled!" 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies; 
With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem  !" 

3  See,  he  lays  his  glory  by, 

Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die, 
Born,  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth,- 
Born,  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Rail  the  heav'nly  Prince  of  peace! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Eis'n  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

5  Let  us  then  with  angels  sing, 
"Glory  to  the  new-born  King; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled!" 

90  Joy  at  Ihebirlh  of  Christ.  C.  M. 

JOY  to  the  world !  the  Lord  has  come! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King: 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns, 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
"While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy.  [plains, 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 
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CHRIST, 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

91  The  Star  of  Bethlehem.  L.  M. 

WHEN  marsh all'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky ; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark,  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 
From  every  host,  from  ever}r  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 

It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud — the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd — and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze. 
Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose — 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all; 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease; 

And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now,  safely  moor'd — my  perils  o'er — 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 

For  ever,  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star— the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

HIS  LIFE  AND  MISSION. 

Of)  His  baptism  of  suffering.  C]    AT 

Luke  12:  50.        V*  1U- 

THE  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame 
Was  kindled  in  his  breast, 
When,  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 
He  marched  before  the  rest ! 
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HIS  LIFE  AND  MISSION. 

2  Good-will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God, 

His  every  thought  engross; 
He  longs  to  be  baptiz'd  with  blood, 
He  pants  to  reach  the  cross. 

3  With  all  his  suff 'rings  full  in  view, 

And  woes  to  us  unknown, 
Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew ; 
'T  was  love  that  urged  him  on. 

4  Lord,  we  return  thee  what  we  can  ; 

Our  hearts  shall  sound  abroad 
Salvation  to  the  dying  man, 
And  to  the  rising  God. 

5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here 

Engage  our  wondering  eyes, 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
And  hasten  to  the  skies. 

QQ         He  beheld  the  city,  and  wept  over  it.        Q    \f 
yo  Luke  19:  41.     °*  1VLi 

DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  tears  of  penitential  grief 
Flow  forth  from  ev'r}'  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 

The  wond'ring  angels  see  ; 
Be  thou  astonish'd,-  0  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear ; 
In  heav'n  alone  no  sin  is  found 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

94  Th>e  law  and  gospel  contrasted.  S.  M. 

THE  law  by  Moses  came, 
But  peace  and  truth  and  love 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 
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CHRIST, 

2  Amidst  the  house  of  God, 

Their  different  works  were  done; 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 

Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands, 
The  sov'reign  and  the  head. 

4  The  man  that  durst  despise 

The  law  that  Moses  brought, 
Behold,  how  terribly  he  dies, 
For  his  presumptuous  thought. 

5  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 

0  F\  Grace  is  poured  into  thy  lips.  T .    AT 

*>J  Psalm  45:  2.         JJ>  JU" 

HOW  sweetly  fiow'd  the  gospel  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  list'ning  thousands  gather'd  round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  filled  the  place ! 

2  Christ  came  from  hea,v'n;  of  heav'n  he  spoke; 
To  heav'n  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 

Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Un vailing  an  immortal  day. 

3  "Come,  wand'rers,  to  my  father's  home  ; 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest;" 

Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ; 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ; 

A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepar'd  the  way. 
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HIS  LIFE  AND  MISSION. 

Oft  The  chief  among  ten  thousand.  C]    AT 

"U  Cant.  5:10.        Kjm  m* 

MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthron'd 
Upon  the  Saviour's  brow ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heav'nly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plung'd  in  deep  distress, 

And  came  to  my  relief: 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

97  Salvation  by  grace.  o.  M. 

a  RACE!  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
Harmonious  to  the  ear! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 
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CHRIST, 

98  The  Love  of  Christ.  CM. 
OW  condescending  and  how  kind 

Was  God's  eternal  Son ! 
Our  mis'ry  reached  his  heavenly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  When  justice,  by  our  sins  provoked. 

Drew  forth  its  dreadful  sword, 
He  gave  his  soul  up  to  the  stroke, 
Without  a  murm'ring  word. 

3  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne ; 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 

4  This  was  compassion  like  a  God, 

That  though  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  as  great; 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  lets  his  saints  forget, 

99  Redemption  by  Christ.  C  M. 

WHEN  the  first  parents  of  our  race 
Rebel  I'd  and  lost  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  their  sin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood ; 

2  Infinite  pity  touched  the  heart 

Of  the  eternal  Son  ; 
Descending  from  the  heavenly  court, 
He  left  his  Father's  throne. 

3  Aside  the  Prince  of  glory  threw 

His  most  divine  array, 
And  wrapp'd  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 
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HIS  NAMES  AND  CHARACTERS. 

4  His  living  power  and  dying  love 

Redeem'd  unhappy  men, 
And  raised  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again. 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flesh  and  soul 

We  joyfully  resign  ; 
Blest  Jesus,  take  us  for  thine  own, 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

100  Christ  our  Example.  Xj.  M. 

MAKE  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
Dear  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee ! 
Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ! 

2  0,  how  benevolent  and  kind! 
How  mild  ! — how  ready  to  forgive! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

3  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will 
Was  his  employment  and  delight; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

4  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love ; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move. 

5  But  ah  !  how  blind! — how  weak  we  are! 
How  frail ! — how  apt  to  turn  aside! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 

And  ask  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

HIS  NAMES  AND  CHARACTERS. 

1H1  Ye  are  complete  in  him.  C\    TVf 

Col.  2:10.         KJ'  m" 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 
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CHRIST, 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  Name!  the  Rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 
My  never-failing  treasury,  fill'd 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  Jesus!  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest  and  King; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

6  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

j  02  Christ  ourfriend[s  _  ^         8s  &  7s# 

ONE  there  is  above  all  others, 
Well  deserves  the  name  of  friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

2  Which,  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
Reconcil'd  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Now  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
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HIS  NAMES  AND  CHAKACTEKS. 

4  0  !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 
Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  lov 
We,  alas  !  forget  too  often, 
What  a  friend  we  have  above. 

■j  no  And  thai  rock  was  Christ.  7Q 

*VO  1  Cor.  10:  4.         ■ a* 

ROCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee, 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  riven  side  which  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure; 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfill  the  law's  demands  ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  tiow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand, I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress ; 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace; 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  heart-strings  break  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 

See  thee  on  thy  judgment-throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

1  f\A  Remember  me.  C\    AT 

LV±  Luke  23:  42.         ^'  1U* 

JESTJ& !  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend, 
As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 
Now  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love 
0  Lord  !  remember  me. 
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2  Remember  thy  jmre  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary ; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God, 

I  yield  myself  to  thee : 
While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
0,  Lord !  remember  me. 

4  I  own  I'm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile, 

Yet  thy  salvation's  free; 
Then,  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 
0,  Lord !  remember  me. 

105  Christ  our  *roti*r.^    ^         Qs  &  j^ 

YES,  for  me,  for  me  he  careth 
With  a  brother's  tender  care  ; 
Yes,  with  me,  with  me  he  shareth 
Every  burden,  every  fear. 

2  Yes,  o'er  me,  o'er  me  he  watch eth, 

Ceaseless  watcheth,  night  and  day  ; 
Yes,  e'en  me,  e'en  me  he  snatcheth 
From  the  perils  of  the  way. 

3  Yes,  for  me  he  standeth  pleading, 

At  the  mercy  seat  above ; 
Ever  for  me  interceding, 
Constant  in  untiring  love. 

4  Yes,  in  me  abroad  he  sheddeth 

Joys  unearthly,  love  and  light; 
And  to  cover  me  he  spreadeth 
His  paternal  wing  of  night. 

5  Yes,  in  me,  in  me  he  dwelleth; 

I  in  him,  and  he  in  me ' 
And  my  empty  soul  he  fill  eth, 
Here  and  through  eternity. 
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HIS  NAMES  AND  CHARACTERS. 

1HC  Christ  the  greed  sacrifice.  Q.    \f 

lUO  Heb.  7:  27.     °"  jM" 

"OT  all  the  blood  of  beasts 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove : 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

107  Christ  precious.  T,    Af 

■LU/  l  Peter  2:  7.         "H"  1U' 

JESUS!  the  very  thought  is  sweet; 
In  that  dear  name  all  heart-joys  meet ; 
But  sweeter  than  the  honey  far 
The  glimpses  of  his  presence  are. 

2  No  word  is  sung  more  sweet  than  this; 
No  name  is  heard  more  full  of  bliss ; 
No  thought  brings  sweeter  comfort  nigh, 
Than  Jesus,  Son  of  God,  most  high. 

3  Jesus,  the  hope  of  souls  forlorn ! 

How  dear  art  thou  to  them  that  mourn, 
To  them  that  seek  thee,  0  how  kind ! 
But  what  art  thou  to  them  that  find? 
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CHRIST, 

4  No  tongue  of  mortal  can  express, 
No  letters  write  its  blessedness; 
Alone,  who  hath  thee  in  his  heart 
Knows,  love  of  Jesus,  what  thou  art. 

1  f\Q  I  will  way  the  Father.  TT     M 

J- US  Jolin  U:  16#        J--1--  -«• 

ARISE,  rny  soul,  arise, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Saviour  stands; 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
With  his  redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead: 
His  blood  was  spilt  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Receiv'd  on  Calvary ; 
They  pour  effectual  pray'rs, 

They  strongly  plead  for  me  : 
Forgive  him,  0  forgive  !  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die! 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  one; 
He  can  not  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me,  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  To  God  I'm  reconcii'd, 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear, 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba  Father!  cry. 
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HIS  NAMES  AND  CHARACTERS. 

109  High  Priest.  H.  M.  6  &  8. 

GOOD  high  priest  is  come, 
Supplying  Aaron's  place, 
And  taking  up  his  room, 

Dispensing  life  and  grace. 
The  law  by  Aaron's  priesthood  came, 
But  grace  and  truth  by  Jesus'  name. 

2  My  Lord  a  Priest  is  made, 

As  sware  the  mighty  God, 
To  Israel  and  his  seed, 

Ordain'd  to  offer  blood. 
For  sinners  who  his  mercy  seek, 
A  Priest  as  was  Melchizedek. 

3  He  once  temptations  knew, 

Of  every  sort  and  kind, 
That  he  might  succour  shew, 

To  every  tempted  mind. 
In  every  point  the  Lamb  was  tried, 
Like  us,  and  then  for  us  he  died. 

4  He  died,  but  lives  again, 

And  by  the  altar  stands ; 
There  shews  how  he  was  slain, 

Op'ning  his  pierced  hands. 
Our  Priest  abides,  and  pleads  the  cause, 
Of  those  who  have  transgressed  his  laws 

5  I  other  priests  disclaim, 

Their  laws  and  off'rings  too  ; 
None  but  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

The  mighty  work  can  do. 
He  shall  have  all  the  praise,  for  he 
Hath  liv'd,  and  died,  and  lives  for  me. 
1  1  n  -4  shadow  of  things  to  come,  etc.        TT    M 

11U  Col.  2:  17.    ■n-  iVJ" 

ISRAEL  in  ancient  days, 
Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 
But  learn'd  the  gospel  too  ; 


The  types  and  figures  were  a  glass, 
In  which  they  saw  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice 

And  blood-besprinkled  door, 
Seen  with  enlighten'd  eyes, 

And  once  appli'd  with  pow'r, 
Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  reconcile  us  to  our  God. 

3  The  Lamb,  the  Dove,  set  forth 

His  perfect  innocence, 
Whose  blood  of  matchless  worth 

Should  be  the  soul's  defense; 
For  he  who  can  for  sin  atone, 
Must  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  scape-goat  on  his  head 

The  people's  trespass  bore, 
And,  to  the  desert  led, 

Was  to  be  seen  no  more  : 
In  him  our  surety  seem'd  to  say, 
"  Beholdr  I  bear  your  sins  away." 

5  Dipt  in  his  fellow's  blood, 

The  living  bird  went  free ; 
The  type  well  understood, 

Express'd  the  sinner's  plea  : 
Describ'd  a  guilty  soul  enlarg'd, 
And  by  a  Saviour's  death  discharg'd. 

6  Jesus,  I  love  to  trace 

Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footsteps  of  thy  grace, 

The  same  in  ev'ry  age ! 
O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be 
To  clearer  light  vouchsaf 'd  to  me. 

HI  Christ,  the  way,  &c.  S.  M. 

AM,  saith  Christ,  the  way* 

Now  if  we  credit  him, 
All  other  paths  must  lead  astray, 
How  fair  soe'er  they  seem. 
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HIS  NAMES  AND  CHARACTERS. 

2  I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  truth; 

Then  all  that  lacks  this  test, 
Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth, 
Is  but  a  lie  at  best. 

3  I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  liie  : 

Let  this  be  seen  by  faith, 
It  follows  without  further  strife, 
That  all  besides  is  death. 

4  If  what  those  words  aver, 

The  Holy  Ghost  apply, 
The  simplest  Christian  shall  not  err, 
Nor  be  deceiv'd,  nor  die. 
H2         What  think  ye  of  Chrisif         P.  M.  8  &  8. 

WHAT  think  ye  of  Christ?  is  the  test, 
To  try  both   your  state   and   your 
How  can  you  be  right  in  the  rest,  [scheme; 

Unless  you  think  rightly  of  him? 
As  Jesus  appears  in  your  view, 
As  he  is  beloved  or  not,       * 
So  God  is  disposed  to  you, 
And  mercy  or  wrath  is  your  lot. 

2  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be, 

A  man  or  an  angel  at  most, 
Sure  these  have  not  feelings  like  me, 

Nor  know  themselves  wretched  and  lost; 
So  guilty,  so  helpless  am  I, 

I  could  not  confide  in  his  word, 
Nor  on  his  protection  rely, 

Unless  I  could  call  him  my  Lord. 

3  Some  call  him  a  Saviour  in  word, 

But  place  their  own  work  in  the  van, 
And  hope  he  his  help  will  afford, 

When  they  have  done  all  that  they  can  ; 
If  doings  prove  rather  too  light, 

A  little  they  own  they  may  fail, 
They  purpose  to  make  up  full  weight, 

By  casting  his  name  in  the  scale. 
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CHRIST, 

4  Some  style  hiin  the  pearl  of  great  price, 

And  say  he's  the  fountain  of  joys  ; 
Yet  feed  upon  folly  and  vice, 

And  cleave  to  the  world  and  its  toys : 
Like  Judas,  the  Saviour  they  kiss, 

And  while  they  salute  him,  betray  ; 
Ah  !  what  will  profession  like  this 

Avail  ill  that  terrible  day?  ' 

5  If  ask'd  what  of  Jesus  I  think, 

Tho'  still  my  best  thoughts  are  but  poor, 

1  say  he's  my  meat  and  my  drink, 

My  life,  and  my  strength,  and  my  store ; 
My  shepherd,  my  husband,  my  friend, 

My  Saviour  from  sin  and  from  thrall ; 
My  hope  from  beginning  to  end, 

My  portion,  my  Lord,  and  my  all. 

113  Compassionate  High  Priest.  0.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  : 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears ; 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 
In  every  trying  hour. 
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HIS  SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

HIS  SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 
11  j     He  suffered,  the  Just  for  the  unjust.        Q_  |^ 

ALAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
And  did  my  Sov'reign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God's  own  Son  was  crucified 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away  ; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

115  Christ  on  the  cross.  C.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree  ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee ! 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans  !  while  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ; 
The  temple's  vail  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'T  is  done !  the  precious  ransom's  paid, 

Receive  my  soul !  he  cries  : 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head, 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies  ! 
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CHRIST, 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  powerful  chain, 
And  in  full  glory  shine  ! 
0  Lamb  of  God  !  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  ? 

116  The  dying  Saviour.  L.  M. 

STRETCH'D  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies, 
Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  : 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide. 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound, 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound ; 
The  vital  stream,  how  free  it  flows, 

To  cleanse  and  save  his  rebel  foes  ! 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  unmoved  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart, 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 

117  The  Saviour  on  the  cross.   P.  M.  10,  7s  &  9. 

SAW  ye  my  Saviour,  saw  ye  my  Saviour, 
Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God? 
0  !  he  died  on  Calvary, 
To  atone  for  you  and  me, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2  He  wras  extended,  he  was  extended, 
Painfully  nailed  to  the  cross; 
Here  he  bowed  his  head  and  died, 
Thus  my  Lord  was  crucified, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 
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HIS  SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATII. 

3  Darkness  prevailed,  darkness  prevailed, 
Darkness  prevaiPd  o'er  the  land, 

And  the  sun  refus'd  to  shine 
When  his  Majesty  divine 
Was  derided,  insulted,  and  slain. 

4  Hail  mighty  Saviour !  Hail  mighty  Saviour ! 
Prince,  and  the  author  of  peace! 

0  !  he  burst  the  bars  of  death, 
And,  triumphant  from  the  earth, 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

5  There  interceding,  there  interceding, 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live, 

Crying,  "  Father,  I  have  died, 
0,  behold  my  hands  and  side, 
0,  forgive  them,  I  pray  thee,  forgive." 

6  "I  will  forgive  them — I  will  forgive  them 
When  they  repent  and  believe; 

Let  them  now  return  to  thee, 
And  be  reconcil'd  to  me, 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive." 

11Q        Surely  he  hath  borne  our  griefs.     7«  Ar  fie 
L  A  O  Isaiah  53 :  4.         *  b  ^  Ub* 

SACRED  head,  now  wounded, 

With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down; 
0  saered  brow,  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thine  only  crown: 
Once  on  a  throne  of  glory, 

Adorn'd  wi^h  light  divine, 
Now  all  despis'd  and  gory, 

I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

On  me,  as  thou  art  dying, 

0,  turn  thy  pitying  eye; 
To  thee  for  mercy  crying, 

Before  thy  cross  I  lie. 
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0 


CHRIST, 

Thine,  thine  the  bitter  passion ; 

Thy  pain  is  all  for  me ; 
Mine,  mine  the  deep  transgression; 

My  sins  are  all  in  thee. 

3  What  language  can  I  borrow 

To  praise  thee,  heav'nly  Friend, 
For  all  this  dying  sorrow, 

Of  all  my  woes  the  end  ? 
0,  can  I  leave  thee  ever? 

Then  do  not  thou  leave  me  ; 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 

4  Be  near  when  I  am  dying ; 

Then  close  beside  me  stand ; 
Let  me,  while  faint  and  sighing, 

Lean  calmly  on  thy  hand: 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  thee  shall  never  move, 
For  he  who  dies  believing, 

Dies  safely — in  thy  love. 

J  ]  9  Glorying  in  8**™**.  ^         gg  &  7g# 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  I  spend  ; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Here  I'll  sit,  forever  viewing 

Mercy's  streams,  in  streams  of  blood, 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie; 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 
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HIS  SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

4  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  cross  I  gaze  ; 
Love  I  much  ?  I'm  more  forgiven— 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

5  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe, 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

6  May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go ; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 
And  himself  more  fully  know. 

120  Christ's  triumph  over  death.  Li.  M. 

HE  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo  !   Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  solemn  darkness  vails  the  skies, 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  A  conflict  with  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 

Your  Saviour  did  for  you  sustain  : 
He  nobly  fought,  but  ah  !  he  fell ! 
Break,  heart  of  flint !  the  Lamb  is  slain. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But,  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see ! 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb ! 

(The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise !) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  ! 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  you  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  deliv'rer  reigns; 
Sing  how  he  spoil'dthe  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  Death  in  chains. 

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6  Say,  "  Live  forever,  wondrous  King ! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !" 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where's  thy  sting? 
And  where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  Grave?" 

121  TheCrucifizion.  8  &  6 

THE  Son  of- man  they  did  betray, 
He  was  condemned  and  led  away! 
Think !  0  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day, 

Look  on  Mount  Calvary; 
Behold  him  lamb-like  led  along, 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng; 
Accused  by  each  lying  tongue, 
And  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 
Upon  a  shameful  tree. 

2  'T  was  thus  the  glorious  sufFrer  stood, 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to  the  wood, 
From  ev'ry  wound  a  stream  of  blood, 

Came  flowing  down  amain. 
His  bitter  groans  all  nature  shook, 
And  at  his  voice  the  rocks  were  broke, 
And  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook, 
While  spiteful  Jews  around  him  mock, 

And  laughed  at  his  pain. 

3  Now  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 
Behold,  in  agonies  he  dies! 

0  sinners,  hear  his  mournful  cries, 

See  his  tormenting  pains; 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  his  light, 
Blush'd  and  refus'd  to  view  the  sight; 
The  azure  cloth'd  in  robes  of  night, 
All  nature  mourn'd  in  dread  affright, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 

4  Hark!  men  and  angels,  hear  the  Son! 
He  cries  for  help;  but  oh!  there's  none! 
He  treads  the  wine-press  all  alone, 

His  garments  stain'd  with  blood. 
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HIS  SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

In  lamentation  hear  him  cry, 
Eloi  lama  sabacthani ; 
Tho'  death  may  close  these  languid  eyes, 
He  soon  will  mount  the  upper  skies, 
The  conquering  Son  of  God. 

5  The  Jews  and  Komans  in  a  band, 

With  hearts  like  steel  around  him  stand, 
Mocking  they  say,  "  Come,  save  the  land, 

Come,  try  thyself  to  free." 
A  soldier  pierced  him  when  he  died, 
"  Then  healing  streams  flowed  from  his  side, 
And  thus  my  Lord  was  crucified, 
And  justice  then  was  satisfied, 
Sinners,  for  you  and  me. 

122  Gethsemane.  P.  M.  8,  8,  6,  8,  8. 

BEYOND  where  Kedron's  waters  flow; 
Behold  the  suffering  Saviour  go, 
To  sad  Gethsemane! 
His  countenance  is  all  divine, 
Yet  grief  appears  in  every  line. 

2  He  bows  beneath  the  sins  of  men, 
He  cries  to  God,  and  cries  again, 

In  sad  Gethsemane ; 
He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  above — 
"  My  Father !  can  this  cup  remove?" 

3  With  gentle  resignation  still, 
He  yielded  to  his  Father's  will, 

In  sad  Gethsemane  ; — 
"  Behold  me  here,  thine  only  Son, 
And,  Father!  let  thy  will  be  done." 

4  The  Father  heard, — and  angels  there 
Sustained  the  Son  of  God  in  prayer, 

In  sad  Gethsemane  ; 
He  drank  the  dreadful  cup  of  pain ; — 
Then  rose  to  life  and  joy  again. 
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5  When  storms  of  sorrow  round  us  sweep, 
And  scenes  of  anguish  make  us  weep, 

To  sad  Gethsemane 
We'll  look,  and  see  the  Saviour  there  ; 
Then  humbly  bow,  like  him,  in  prayer. 

123  Agony  in  the  Garden.  C.  M. 

DARK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 
On  which  the  Saviour  lay  ; 
His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  is  found;  — 
In  sorrow  hear  him  pray  : — 

2  "Father,  remove, this  bitter  cup, 

If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 
If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 
Thy  pleasure  I  fulfil." 

3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner,  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow  ; 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee, 
For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 

4  Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear, 

Thy  Father's  will  obey ; 
And,  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 
Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 

124  "  It  is  finished."  L.  M. 
|    jrpiS  finish'd — so  the  Saviour  cried, 

X   And  meekly  bowT'd  his  head,  and  died ! 
'T  is  finish'd — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  'T  is  finish'd — all  that  heaven  decreed, 
And  all  that  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  was  design'd, 
In  me,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'T  is  finish'd — this  my  dying  groan 
Sh^~:  sins  of  every  kind  atone; 
Millions  shall  be  redeem'd  from  death 
By  this,  my  last  expiring  breath. 

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HIS  SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

4  'Tis  finish'd — heaven  is  reconeil'd, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd ; 
Peace,  love  and  happiness  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

5  'T  is  finish'd — let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round; 

'Tis  finish'd— let  the  echo  fly 

Thro'  heaven  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  sky, 

125  The  Burial  of  Christ.  M.  10s. 

SOLEMNLY,  sadly,  the  mourners  draw  near, 
Jesus,  the  Saviour,  to  lay  on  the  bier; 
Heart-broken,  weeping,  all  shrouded  in  gloom, 
Gently  they  bear  him  away  to  the  tomb. 

2  Mournfully,  carefully,  solemn  and  slow, 
Down  from  the  mountain  so  sadly  they  go; 
Tears  of  deep  anguish  in  torrents  are  shed, 
While  he  is  borne  to  the  home  of  the  dead. 

3  Mournfully,  tenderly,  o'er  him  they  bow, 
Once  more  to  gaze  on  that  beautiful  brow, 
Sorrow  more  deeply  now  pierces  each  breast, 
Gently,  so  gently  .they  lay  him  to  rest. 

4  So  have  they  buried  him;  now  they  depart;' 
Homeward  they  move  with  a  sad,  broken  heart; 
Fear  not,  poor  mourners ;  for  angels  will  keep 
Him  ye  have  laid  in  the  dark  grave  to  sleep. 

1C)£    ChrisVs  suffering  and  majestic   M    8    8  &  6 

(10ME,  0  my  soul,  to  Calvary, 
J  And  see  the  man  who  died  for  thee, 
Upon  the  accursed  tree. 
Behold  the  Saviour's  agony, 
While  groaning  in  Gethsemane, 
Beneath  the  sins  of  men. 
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2  With  purple  robe  and  thorny  crown, 
And  mocking  soldiers  bowing  down, 

The  Saviour  bears  my  shame. 
Behold,  they  shed  his  precious  blood, 
0  !  hear  him  cry,  "  My  God,  my  God, 

Hast  thou  forsaken  me  ?" 

3  Now  he  who  died  on  Calvary 
Still  lives  to  plead  for  you  and  me. 

And  bids  us  look  and  live. 
He  sits  upon  the  throne  of  grace, 
And  bids  the  helpless  seek  his  face, 

Oh  !  sinner,  come  to-day. 

4  Soon  he  who  once  was  scourged  and  bound, 
Shall  come  again  with  glory  crowned, 

And  reign  forevermore. 
His  saints  shall  crown  him  Lord  of  all; 
Before  him  every  foe  shall  fal?., 

And  every  knee  shall  bow. 

mHe  was  as  a  lamb  dumb  before  his  shearer.  T ,  "Vf 
Isa.  53 :  7.        3Jm  1VJ" 

AND  why,  dear  Saviour,  tell  me  why? 
That  thou  would'st  suffer,  bleed  and  die  ? 
What  mighty  motives  could  thee  move  ? 
The  motive's  plain — 't  was  all  for  love. 
2  For  love  of  whom?  of  sinners  base, 
A  hardened  herd,  a  rebel  race, 
That  mocked  and  trampled  on  thy  blood, 
And  wantoned  with  the  wounds  of  God. 

S  With  thorns  his  sacred  head  was  crowned, 
And  lashed  him  when  his  hands  were  bound, 
And  thorns,  and  knotted  whips  and  bands, 
By  us  were  furnished  to  their  hands. 

4  Then  stood  the  wretch  of  human  race, 
And  raised  his  head  and  showed  his  face, 
Gazed  unconcerned,  when  nature  failed, 
And  scoffers  sneered,  and  cursed  and  railed. 
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HIS  RESURRECTION  AND  GLORY. 

5  Such  was  that  race  of  sinful  men, 
That  gained  that  great  Salvation  then; 
Such,  and  such  only,  still  we  see ; 
Such  they  were  all,  and  such  are  we. 

6  0  love  of  unexampled  kind, 

That  leaves  all  thoughts  so  far  behind, 
Where  length,  and  breadth,  and  depth,  and 
Are  lost  to  my  astonished  sight.        [height, 

HIS  RESURRECTION  AND  GLORY. 

128  Joy  arising  from  the  Resurrection.        o.  M. 

urpHE  Lord  is  ris'n  indeed!" 
JL     He  lives  to  die  no  more ; 
He  lives  the  sinner's  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

2  "The  Lord  is -ris'n  indeed;" 

The  grave  has  lost  its  prey ; 
With  him  is  ris'n  the  ransom'd  seed, 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

3  "The  Lord  is  ris'n  indeed  ;" 

Attending  angels  hear : 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

4  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 

129  The  Happy  Morn.         H.  M.  6s  &  8s. 

THE  happy  morn  is  come : 
Triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 
The  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb, 

Omnipotent  to  save ; 
Captivity  is  captive  led; 
Eor  Jesus  liveth.  who  was  dead. 
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A 


CHKIST, 

2  Who  now  accuseth  them, 

For  whom  their  Kansom  died? 
Who  now  shall  those  condemn, 

Whom  God  hath  justified? 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  who  was  dead. 

3  Christ  hath  the  ransom  paid; 

The  glorious  work  is  done ; 
On  him  our  help  is  laid, 

By  him  our  vict'ry  won  : 
Captivity  is  captive  led; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  who  was  dead. 

130  Coronation  of  Christ.  0.  M. 

LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David  Lord  did  call: 

The  God  incarnate!  Man  Divine! 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransom'd  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

5  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
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H 


HIS  RESURRECTION  AND  GLORY. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball,  .  ' 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

131  Glory  to  Jesus.  M.  8s  &  7s. 

AIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus! 
Hail,  thou  everlasting  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide; 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side  : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 
Worship,  honor,  pow'r  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give : 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits! 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise! 

1  9a  Mary  early  at  the  tomb.  7<a 

-  Mark  16 :  2.  '  **• 

ARY  to  the  Saviour's  tomb, 
Hasted  at  the  early  dawn; 
Spice  she  brought  and  sweet  perfume, 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone. 
For  awhile  she  ling'ring  stood, 
Fill'd  with  sorrow  and  surprise ; 
85 


M 


CHRIST, 

Trembling,  while  a  crystal  flood 
Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 

2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled, 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice: 
Christ  has  risen  from  the  dead; 

Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice  ; 
What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day, 
Ye  who  weep  for  Jesus'  sake, 

He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 

■J  «>  o  Christ's  Victory.  9,  7  R  7  7  7 

*•»«*  Isa.  ttf:  1.  °i'i°i»  >'  j«  • 

WHO  is  this  that  comes  from  Edom? 
All  his  raiment  stain'd  with  blood? 
To  the  captive  speaking  freedom, 
Bringing  and  bestowing  good; 
.  Glorious  in  the  garb  he  wears, 
Glorious  in  the  spoil  he  bears. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour,  now  victorious, 

Trav'ling  onward  in  his  might; 
'T  is  the  Saviour,  O,  how  glorious 

To  his  people  is  the  sight! 
Satan  conquer'd,  and  the  grave, 
Jesus  now  is  strong  to  save. 

3  Why  that  blood  his  raiment  staining? 

'Tis  the  blood  of  many  slain  ; 
Of  his  foes,  there's  none  remaining, 

Now  the  contest  to  maintain: 
Fall'n  are  they,  no  more  to  rise ; 
All  their  glory  prostrate  lies.  i 

4  Mighty  Victor,  reign  forever! 

Wear  the  crown  so  dearly  won ! 
Never  shall  thy  people,  never, 

Cease  to  sing  what  thou  hast  done! 
Thou  hast  fought  thy  people's  foes; 
Thou  hast  heal'd  thy  people's  woes ! 
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HIS  SECOND  ADVENT  AND  REIGN 
134  Christ  enthroned.  8, 1 ,8,7,7,7. 

HARK!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above  ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices, 

Jesus  reigns  the  God  of  love: 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne — 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth. 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  glory,  reign  forever ; 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 
„    Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own., 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  O,  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heav'n  and  earth  shall  pass  away ; 
Then  with  golden  harps  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 

HIS  SECOND  ADVENT  AND  REIGN. 

1  35         TheBriclegroom^comelh.      g    ^  _  gs  &  gg> 

YE  virgin  souls,  arise  ; 
With  all  the  dead  awake ; 
Unto  salvation  wise, 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take : 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight  cry — 
Behold  the  heav'nly  Bridegroom  nigh! 
2  He  comes !  he  comes,  to  call 
The  nations  to  his  bar, 
87 


CHRIST. 

And  take  to  glory  all 

Who  meet  for  glory  are : 
Make  ready  for  your  fall  reward; 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord. 
3  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

Your  everlasting  Friend — 
Your  head  to  glorify, 

With  all  his  saints  ascend: 
Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace, 
To  see,  without  a  vail,  his  face. 

7  oa  He  shall  reign  for  ever  and  ever.        T,    Af 

l'>°  Rev.  11:  15.     AJ'  1H' 

LET  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high, 
Let  shouts  be  heard  thro'  all  the  sky ; 
Kings  of  the  earth,  with  glad  accord, 
Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

2  Almighty  God,  thy  pow'r  assume, 

Who  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come : 
Jesus,  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain, 
.  For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign ! 
4  Now  must  the  rising  dead  appear ; 
Now  the  decisive  sentence  hear; 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  reward. 

1  onr  The  dap  is  at  hand.  11U 
Id*                                                     Rom.  13: 12.         1±b- 

mHE  night  is  far  spent,  and  the  day  is  at  hand  : 
-*-     Already  the  dawn  may  be  seen  in  the  sky ; 
Rejoice  then,  ye  saints,  't  is  your  Lord's  own'  command; 
Rejoice,  for  the  coming  of  Jesus  draws  nigh. 

2  What  a  day  will  that  be  when  the  Saviour  appears! 

How  welcome  to  those  who  have  shared  in  his  cross ' 
A  crown  incorruptible  then  will  be  theirs, 
A  rich  compensation  for  suffering  and  loss. 

3  What  is  loss  in  this  world  when  compar'd  with  that  day, 

To  the  glory  that  then  will  from  heav'n  be  reveal'd  ? 
"  The  Saviour  is  coming,"  his  people  may  say  ; 
"The  Lord  whom  we  look  for,  our  Sun  and  our  Shield.** 

4  O  pardon  us,  Lord,  that  our  love  to  thy  name 

Is  so  faint,  with  so  much  our  affections  to  move  ! 
Our  deadness  should  fill  us  with  grief  and  with  shame; 
So  much  to  be  loved,  and  so  little  to  love. 

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THE  FALL. 

THE  FALL, 

1QQ  Corrupt  nature  from  Adam.  C\    Af 

J«  Horn.  5:  17.         V"  It£" 

BLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
Adam,  our  father,  stood, 
Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense, 
And  ate  th'  unlawful  food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  sensual  race, 

To  sinful  joys  inclin'd  ; 
Reason  hath  lost  its  native  place, 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

3  While  flesh,  and  sense,  and  passion  reign 

Sin  is  the  sweetest  good  ; 
We  fancy  music  in  our  chains. 
And  so  forget  the  load. 

4  Great  God  !  renew  our  ruin'd  frame, 

Our  broken  pow'rs  restore  ; 
Inspire  us  with  a  heav'nly  flame, 
And  flesh  shall  reign  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit !  write  thy  law 

Upon  our  inward  parts, 
And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 
His  image  on  our  hearts. 
139  Sin  Hereditary.  C.  M. 

WHEN  Adam  sinned,  through  all  his  race 
The  dire  contagion  spread  ; 
Sickness  and  death,  and  deep  disgrace 
Sprang  from  our  fallen  head. 

2  Satan  in  strong  and  heavy  chains 

Binds  the  deluded  soul, 
And  every  furious  passion  reigns 
Without  the  least  control. 

3  From  God  and  happiness  we  fly, 

To  earth  and  sense  confined, . 
Lost  in  a  maze  of  misery, 
Yet  to  our  misery  blind. 
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THE  FALL. 

4  Whene'er  the  man  begins  his  race, 

The  criminal  appears, 
And  evil  habits  keep  their  pace 
With  our  increasing  years. 

5  Corruption  flows  through  all  our  veins, 

Our  moral  beauty's  gone, 
The  gold  is  fled,  the  dross  remains— 
O  sin,  what  hast  thou  done ! 

6  Jesus,  reveal  thy  pard'ning  grace, 

And  draw  our  souls  to  thee; 

Thou  art  the  only  hiding-place, 

Where  ruined  souls  can  flee. 

i  a  n  The  deceitfulness  of  sin.  Q    ^ 

SIN  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts 
To  practice  on  the  mind ; 
With  flatt'ring  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts, 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young ; 
And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  her  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretense  ; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heav'nly  things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 

4  So  on  a  tree,  divinely  fair, 

Grew  the  forbidden  food, 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

mTJie  fall  and  redemption.  T.    M 

Ezekiel  37 :  9.       "U'  m* 

LOOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie; 
Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  scatters  slaughter 'd  heaps  around. 
90 


THE  FALL; 

2  And  can  these  moldering  corpses  live? 
And  can  these  perish'd  bones  revive? 
That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known, 
That  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain: 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thy  Almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death, 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  pow'rful  voice, 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice : 

5  So  when  the  trumpet's  awful  sound 

Shall  shake  the  heav'ns  and  rend  the  ground, 
Dead'saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 

142  Original  and  actual  sin.  Li.  M. 

LORD,  we  are  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  defiled  in  every  part. 

3  Behold,  we  fall  before  thy  face ; 
Our  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  us  clean  ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

4  Nor  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  awav. 

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THE  GOSPEL. 

5  Jesus,  thy  blood,  thy  blood  alone, 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  us  white  as  snow  ; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  us  so. 

6  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  our  peace, 
No  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease  ; 
Lord,  let  us  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  these  broken  hearts  rejoice. 

THE  GOSPEL-INVITATION  AND 
WARNING 
1  AO  And  there  is  room,    f-*  ■"'-*•  t)S  &  oS. 

A'*'5  Luke  11:  22. 

YE  dying  sons  of  men, 
Immerg'd  in  sin  and  woe, 
The  gospel's  voice  attend, 

Which  Jesus  sent  to  you  ; 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come, 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame  ; 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame; 
All  things  are  ready;  sinner,  come  ; 
For  ev'ry  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

3  Believe  the  heav'nly  word 

His  messengers  proclaim; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord,    - 

And  faithful  is  his  name  : 
Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come, 
Cast  off  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 
4  4  Compell'd  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wand'ring  sheep,  draw  near. 
Christ  calls  you  from  above, 

His  charming  accents  hear! 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come  ; 
In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room. 
92 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 

1 44  Glad  tidings^  ^  ^  ^       3S?  7S  &  4 

SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above? 
Every  sentence — 0  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love; 

Listen  to  it, 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel, 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim, 
To  each  rebel  sinner — "  Pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name :" 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name! 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you   succor : 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears, 
And  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

Tender  heralds — 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  False  professors,  grov'ling  worldlings, 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word, 
While  the  messengers  address  you, 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford ; 

We  entreat  you. 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 

1  A  K  The  night  comelh.  etc.  T,    M 
J                                                              John  9:  4.    U'  M' 

WHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  lighf, 
Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  giv'n  ; 
But  soon,  ah  !  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heav'n. 

2  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 
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THE    GOSPEL. 

3  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heav'nly  light  shall  rise — 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  pray'r, 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

4  Silence,  and  solitude,  and  gloom, 

In  those  forgetful  realms  appear  ; 
Deep  sorrows  fill  the  dismal  tomb, 
And  hope  shall  never  enter  there. 

5  Now  God  invites  ;  how  blest  the  day  ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  0  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pard'ning  God  is  found. 

II  /?  Life,  the  Lime  to  labor.  ~l ,    Tf 

*«  Eccl.9:  10.        U-  m' 

LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward, 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
0  hasten,  sinner,  to  return ! 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giv'n 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heav'n ; 
The  day  of  grace,  when  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
Beneath  the  clods  their  dust  must  lie  ; 
Then  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circle  of  the  sun. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might,  pursue: 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

5  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste; 
O  may  we  all  receive  thy  grace, 
And  see  with  joy  thy  smiling  face. 

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INVITATION  AND  WAHNING. 

11 17  No  peace  to  the  wicked.  C\    \\ 

*l  Isaiah  57:  21.         u'  m" 

SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard  ; 
His  mercy  speaks  to-day : 
He  calls  you,  by  his  sov'reign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  can  not  rest, 

You  live  devoid  of  peace ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell ; 

Why  will  you  persevere? 
Can  you  in  woe  and  darkness  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  your  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  eternal  woe ! 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live, 

Through  his  abounding  grace  ; 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts; 

He  pardons  like  a  God  : 
He  will  forgive  your  num'rous  faults, 
Through  a  Redeemer's  blood. 

1  AQ  The  broad  and  narrow  way.  T,    ~\K 

1  ^c  Matt.  7 :  13,  14.        Jj'  m 

BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
And  thousands  walk  together  there 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 

2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command ; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heav'nly  land. 
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THE  GOSPEL. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a  saint, 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  ; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new ; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

149  Invitation  to  sinners.  la   M, 

I  LONG  to  see  the  season  come, 
When  sinners  shall  come  nocking  home 
To  taste  the  heav'n  of  Jesus'  love, 
And  seek  the  joys  that  are  above. 

2  Hark !  't  is  the  glorious  gospel  sound, 
Inviting  sinners  all  around; 
Behold!  the  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  He  now  is  knocking  at  your  heart, 
Waiting  salvation  to  impart ; 

To  wash  you  in  atoning  blood, 
And  seal  you  heirs  and  sons  of  God. 

4  Take  your  companions  by  the  hand, 
And  all  your  children  in  a  band, 
And  give  them  up  at  Jesus'  call, 

To  pardon,  bless  and  save  them  all. 

5  And  when  the  day  of  Christ  shall  come, 
And  he  collects  his  jewels  home, 

On  Zion's  mount  you  all  shall  stand, 
And  join  the  bright  angelic  band. 

150  Resolving  to  go  to  Christ.  CM, 

COME,  guilty  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 
Come  with  your  guilty  soul  oppress'd, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : 
96 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 

2  "  w1  S?  S  Jesus'  th°ugh  my  sin 
nath  like  a  mountain  rose  : 
know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  Anftt6  P11  Ue  be/°re  his  th™*> 
Pim,!6^^  SulIt  confess  ; 

w?«  *TJ  m  a  wrefcch  undone 
Without  his  sov'reign  grace. 

4  "I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach 

Whose  sceptre  Pardon  gives-         ' 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives.  ' 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  pray'r- 
But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray,        ' 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  "I  can  but  perish  if  I  go- 

I  am  resolved  to  try;    ' 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
1  must  forever  die." 

151  The  Accepted  Time.  S.  M. 

VTOYV  is  th'  accepted  time, 
Vi     Now  is  the  day  of  grace: 
-Mow,  sinners,  come  without  delay 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

Ihe  Saviour  calls  to-day  • 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late  ;- 
I  hen  why  should  you  delay? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

1  he  gospel  bids  you  come- 
Ami  every  promise  in  his  word 
declares  there  yet  is  room. 
(7)  97 


THE  GOSPEL. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  feast  them  with  thy  love ; 
Then  shall  the  angels  clap  their  wings, 
And  bear  the  news  above. 

152  The  Invitation  Hymn.    M.  8s,  7s,  &  4, 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power: 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing :  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome  ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, — 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, — 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger ; 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  : 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you, — 
'T  is  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all; 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ! 
•  Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished !" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 
98 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 
j  53  The  harvest  isjpasL  ;  ^        12S  &  8s. 

WHEN  the  harvest  is  past,  and  the  summer  is  gone, 
And  sermons  and  pray'rs  shall  be  o'er ; 
When  the  beams  cease  to  break  of  the  blest  Sabbath 
And  Jesus  invites  tbee  no  more.  [morn, 

2  When  the  rich  gales  of  mercy  no  longer  shall  blow, 

The  gospel  no  message  declare — 
Sinner,  bow  canst  thou  bear  the  deep  wailing  of 
How  suffer  the  night  of  despair !  [woe, 

8  When  the  holy  have  gone  to  the  regions  of  peace, 
To  dwell  in  the  mansion  above  ; 
When  their  harmony  wakes,  in  the  fulness  of  bliss, 
Their  song  to  the  Saviour  of  love — 
A  Say,  O  sinner,  that  livest  at  rest  and  secure, 
Who  fearest  no  trouble  to  come, 
Can  thy  spirit  the  swellings  of  sorrow  endure, 
Or  bear  the  impenitent's  doom? 

1  KA  Why  will  ye  die  f  11n 

J  34  Eze.  18:31.         ±iS' 

OTURN  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 
When  'God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  ? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says,  Come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 
'2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away  ; 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as  you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 

3  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive, 
O  how  can  you  question  if  you  will  believe? 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 

'T  is  you  he  bids  welcome  ;  he  bids  you  come  home? 

4  Come,  give   as  your  hand,  and  the  Saviour  your 
And  trusting  in  heaven,  we  never  shall  part ;  [heart, 
O,  how  can  we  leave  you  ?  why  will  you  not  come  ! 
We'll  journey  together,  and  soon  be  at  home. 

1 55  The  Gospel  Trumpet.  C.  M. 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 
With  an  inviting  voice. 
2  Ho !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 
That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toils, 
To  fill  th'  immortal  mind!— 
99 


THE  GOSPEL. 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die! 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy,  here, 

In  a  rich  ocean  join ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

156      Behold,  I  stand  at  the  door  and  knock.     Jj.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  at  thy  door; 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before  ; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still, 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  0  !  lovely  attitude !  he  stands, 

With  melting  heart  and  outstretch'd  hands  1 
0!  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  Admit  him — for  the  human  breast 
Ne'er  entertain'd  so  kind  a  guest; 
Admit  him— or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
When,  at  his  bar,  denied  you'll  stand. 

4  Open  my  heart,  Lord,  enter  in— 
Slay  every  foe,  and  conquer  sin  ; 
I  now  to  thee  my  all  resign — 
Mv  body,  soul,  shall  all  be  thine. 
100 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 

1X7  Prepare  to  meet  thy  God.  f]    M 

1J'  Amos  4:  12.        XJm  XUf 

YAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear; 
Repent,  thy  end  is  nigh ; 
Death  at  the  farthest  can't  be  far ; 
O,  think  before  thou  die  ! 

2  Reflect,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save, 

Thy  sins  how  high  they  mount! 
What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave? 
How  stands  that  dark  account? 

3  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defense ; 

His  time  there's  none  can  tell ; 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven  or  to  hell. 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  chiefest  care, 

Shall  crawling  worms  consume  ; 
But  ah  !  destruction  stops  not  there  ; 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day,  the  gospel  calls  to-day, 

Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you; 
Let  ev'ry  one  forsake  his  way, 
And  mercy  will  ensue. 

6  Rich  mercy,  dearly  bought  with  blood, 

How  vile  soe'er  he  be, 
Abundant  pardon,  peace  with  God, 
All  giv'n  entirely  free. 

1K0  The  close  0/ the  dap  0/ grace.  (~)    TVT 

■I  *^o  Gen.  6:3.        v"  ■"** 

THERE  is  a  time,  we  know  not  when, 
A  point,  we  know  not  where, 
That  marks  the  destiny  of  men, 
To  glory  or  despair. 

2  There  is  a  line,  by  us  unseen, 
That  crosses  ev'ry  path; 
The  hidden  boundary  between 
God's  patience  and  his  wrath. 
101 


THE  GOSPEL. 

3  0  !  where  is  this  mysterious  bourne, 

By  which  our  path  is  cross'd; 
Beyond  which,  God  himself  hath  sworn, 
That  he  who  goes  is  lost? 

4  How  far  may  we  go  on  in  sin? 

How  long  will  God  forbear? 
Where  does  hope  end?  and  where  begin 
The  confines  of  despair  ? 

5  An  answer  from  the  skies  is  sent: 

"  Ye  that  from  God  depart ! 

While  it  is  call'd  to-day,  repent ! 

And  harden  not  your  heart." 

159  The  Supper.  lis. 

A  FOUNTAIN  in  Jesus,  which  always  runs  free, 
For  washing  and  cleansing  such  sinners  as  we  ' 
Our  sins,  though  like  crimson,  made  white  as  thv 
No  lack  in  the  fountain,  but  always  is  full.      [wool, 

2  All  things  are  now  ready,  he  invites  us  to  come, 
The  supper  is  made  by  the  Father  and  Son  ; 
Rich  bounties,  rich  dainties  here  we  may  receive, 
A  living  forever,  if  we  will  believe. 

3  The  guests  which  were  bidden  refused  the  call, 
For  they  are  not  ready,  nor  willing  at  all,        [store, 
To  be  stripp'd  of  their  honor,  and  part  with  their 
For  a  feast  that  was  given  and  made  for  the  poor. 

i  If  they  are  not  ready,  and  wish  to  delay, 
My  house  shall  be  filled,  the  Father  doth  say; 
The  highways  and  hedges,  the  halt  and  the  blind, 
Shall  come  and  be  welcome,  the  supper  is  mine. 

160  Free  Grace  proclaimed.  L.  M. 

COME,  trembling  soul,  forget  your  fear, 
For  your  eternal  Friend  is  near; 
O  bow  your  souls  before  his  face, 
And  share  in  his  redeeming  grace. 
2  Long  time  he 's  call'd  your  souls  in  vain, 
And  yet,  behold!  he  calls  again; 
Once  more  in  love  he  's  come  to  try ; 
Sav,  sinners,  will  you  live  or  die? 
10?. 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 

3  Though  long  you  have  his  grace  abus'd. 
And  all  his  calls  of  love  refus'd ; 

Yet  even  now  he  will  forgive, 

0  sinners,  hear  his  voice  and  live. 

4  Or  will  you  crowd  him  from  your  door. 
That  he  may  never  call  you  more  ? 
Then  think,  0  souls,  how  can  you  bear 
To  sink  in  death  and  long  despair  ? 

5  0  sinners,  hear,  he  calls  again, 
And  do  not  linger  on  the  plain ; 
Leave  all  and  hy  to  Jesus'  arms, 

And  taste,  0  taste  his  heav'nly  charms. 

m  Sinners  warned.  Q.    "IVf 

Eze.  3 :  17.         °'  m* 

DESTRUCTION'S  dang'rous  road, 
What  multitudes  pursue ! 
While  that  which  leads  the  soul  to  God, 
Is  known  or  sought  by  few. 

2  Believers  enter  in 

By  Christ,  the  living  door; 
But  they  who  will  not  leave  their  sin, 
Must  perish  evermore. 

3  If  self  must  be  denied, 

And  sin  forsaken  quite, 
They  rather  choose  the  way  that's  wide, 
And  strive  to  think  it  right. 

4  Encompass'd  by  a  throng, 

On  numbers  they  depend  ; 
They  think  so  many  can't  be  wrong, 
And  miss  a  happy  end. 

5  But  numbers  are  no  mark 

That  men  will  right  be  found ; 
A  few  were  sav'd  in  Noah's  ark, 
For  many  millions  drown'd. 
103 


THE  GOSPEL. 

6  Obey  the  gospel  call, 

And  enter  while  you  may; 
The  flock  of  Christ  remains  still  small, 
And  none  are  safe  but  they. 

162  L.  M. 

THAT  name  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet, 
Where  grace  and  truth  do  always  meet, 
Where  righteousness  doth  peace  embrace, 
And  opens  wide  a  store  of  grace. 

2  A  meeting  place  it  is  indeed, 
Where  mercy  meets  a  sinner's  need, 
And  opens  wide  a  gracious  store, 
Sufficient  to  relieve  the  poor. 

3  Hark  !  don't  you  hear  the  heav'nly  call? 
It  soundeth  loud,  it  is  to  all— 

To  high  and  low,  to  bond  and  free, 
That  none  may  say,  "  'T  is  not  for  me." 

4  "  Ho  !  ev'ry  one  that  thirsts,"  he  ^ries, 

"  Here's  wine  and  milk,  in  large  snpplies, 
Come  now  to  me,  and  drink  your  till, 
'T  is  free  for  whomsoever  will. 

5  "  Come,  now  receive,  I  ask  no  pay, 
But  freely  give  it  all  away ; 

And  all  that  do  my  word  believe, 
Shall  freely  now  my  grace  receive 

163  Christ  inviting  sinners  to  Ms  grace.       C.  M. 

AMAZING  sight !  the  Saviour  sUnrf«, 
And  knocks  at  ev'ry  door; 
Ten  thousand  blessings  in  his  hands, 
For  to  supply  the  poor. 

2  "Behold,  he  saith,  I  bleed  and  die, 
To  bring  poor  souls  to  rest ; 
Hear,  sinners,  while  I'm  passing  by, 
And  be  forever  blest. 
104 


INVITATION  AND  WAENING. 

3  "  Will  you  despise  such  bleeding  love, 

And  choose  the  way  to  hell? 
Or  in  the  glorious  realms  above, 
With  me  forever  dwell  ? 

4  "Say,  will  you  hear  my  gracious  voice, 

And  have  your  sins  forgiv'n? 
Or  will  you  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  bar  yourself  from  heav'n  ? 

5  "  Will  you  go  down  to  endless  night. 

And  be  forever  slain  ? 
Or  dwell  in  everlasting  light, 
Where  I  in  glory  reign  ? 

6  "  Come  now,  dear  soul,  before  I  go, 

While  I  am  passing  by  ; 
Say,  will  you  bow  to  me  or  no? 
Say,  will  you  live  or  die  ?" 

]64  A  deathbed  lamentation.  CM. 

bring  me,"  said  the  dying  fair, 
With  anguish  in  her  tone, 
My  costly  robes,  and  jewels  rare, 
Go!  bring  them  every  one." 

2  They  strew'd  them  on  her  dying  bed, 

Those  robes  of  princely  cost! 
"Father !"  with  bitterness  she  said, 
"  For  these  my  soul  was  lost ! 

3  "  With  glorious  hope  I  once  was  blest, 

Nor  fear'd  the  gaping  tomb; 
With  heav'n  already  in  my  breast, 
I  look'd  for  heav'n  to  come. 

4  "  I  heard  a  Saviour's  pard'ning  voice, 

My  soul  was  filled  with  peace ; 
Father !  you  bought  me  with  these  toys ; 
I  barter'd  heav'n  for  these. 
105 


"G° 


THE  GOSPEL. 

5  "Take  them !  they  are  the  price  of  blood! 

For  these  I  lost  my  soul : 
For  these,  must  bear  the  wrath  of  God, 
While  ceaseless  ages  roll. 

6  "  Remember,  when  you  look  on  these, 

Your  daughter's  fearful  doom ! 
That  she,  her  pride  and  thine  to  please, 
Went  quaking  to  the  tomb. 

7  "Go!  bear  them  from  my  sight  and  touch! 

Yon  gifts  I  here  restore  ; 
Keep  them  with  care :  they  cost  you  much — 
They  cost  your  daughter  more ! 

8  "  Look  at  them,  every  rolling  year 

Upon  my  dying  day; 
And  drop  for  me  the  burning  tear," 
She  said,  and  sunk  away.  __ 

165  Whoever  will,  let  him  come.  C.  M. 

Of  WHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
i  Are  in  the  gospel  found  ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls 

Are  freely  welcome  here; 

Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls 

Abundant,  free  and  clear. 

3  Come  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 

Your  every  burden  bring; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

4  Whoever  will  (0  gracious  word!) 

Shall  of  this  stream  partake ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesus'  sake. 
106 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 

lOu  Exhortation  to  Old  and  Young.        C  M. 

DEAR  people,  all  attention  give, 
And  hear  what  I  do  say  : — 
I  long  your  precious  souls  should  live 
In  everlasting  day. 

2  Bemember,  you  are  hast'ning  on 

To  death's  dark,  gloomy  shade ; 
Your  joys  on  earth  will  soon  be  gone, 
Your  flesh  in  dust  be  laid. 

3  Death's  iron  gate  you  must  pass  through, 

Ere  long,  my  precious  friend,; 
Where  do  you  then  expect  to  go  ? 
0  !  what  will  be  your  end? 

4  Pray,  meditate,  before  too  late, 

While  in  a  gospel  land 
Behold,  King  Jesus  at  the  gate 
Most  lovingly  doth  stand. 

5  Young  men,  how  can  you  turn  your  face 

From  such  a  glorious  friend? 
Will  you  pursue  the  dangerous  race, 
Regardless  of  the  end? 

6  Young  women,  too,  what  will  you  do, 

If  out  of  Christ  you  die  ? 
From  all  God's  people  you  must  go, 
To  weep,  lament  and  cry. 

7  Come  old,  come  young,  who  feel  your  guilt, 

The  fountain  's  open'd  wide ; 
For  you  that  precious  blood  was  spilt, 
That  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side. 

8  Here  you  may  drink  in  endless  joy, 

And  sing  redeeming  love, 
Till  golden  harps  your  souls  employ, 
In  praising  Christ  above. 
107 


THE  GOSPEL. 

167  L.  M. 

COME  youth  and  people,  one  and  all, 
And  hear  the  Lord  in  friendship  call ; 
I  love  your  souls  extremely  dear, 
Therefore  incline  your  ears  and  hear. 

2  His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness, 

His  house  the  blessed  house  of  peace, 
His  servants  shining  agents  are. 
Who  shall  attend  you  everywhere. 

3  And  if  you  truly  willing  be 

To  follow  Jesus,  come  with  me, 
And  march  along  the  gospel  road; 
It  is  the  only  way  to  God. 

4  Why,  then,  if  I  to  this  agree, 

What  will  my  brave  companions  say? 
This  world  will  soon  upon  me  frown, 
'T  will  mow  my  flow'ry  honors  down. 

5  Besides  all  this,  I  see  no  need 

Why  I  to  Christ  should  make  such  speed; 
Because  I  am  both  well  and  young, 
And  do  expect  my  life  is  long. 

6  Have  me  excused  a  few  years  more, 
Till  I  take  ease  in  earthly  store, 
And  then  I  will  with  this  comply, 
And  fly  to  Jesus  by  and  by. 

7  O  lovely  youth,  don't  me  deny, 
Nor  put  me  off,  for  by  and  by 
Your  soul  and  body  both  shall  lie 
In  ruin  ;  then  for  refuge  fly. 

8  The  Master's  Son's  call  is  to-day, 
Come,  answer  me  without  delay  ; 
It  fills  my  heart  with  grief  and  woe 
To  see  kind  Jesus  slighted  so. 

108 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 
168  Expostulation.  M.  7s,  Double. 

SINNERS,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why; 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands; — 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why  ; 
He  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself,  that  you  might  live. 
Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain? — 
Crucify  yoiir  Lord  again? 

Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace  and  die  ? 

3  dinners,  turn ;  why  will  ye  die? 
God  the  Spirit  asks  you  why  ; 

He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love. 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live? 
Why,  ye  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  grieve  your  God  and  die? 

4  What  could  your  Redeemer  do, 
More  than  he  has  done  for  you? 
To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood  ? 
After  all  his  flow  of  love, — 

All  his  drawings  from  above, — 
Why  will  ye  your  Lord  deny? 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die? 
109 


THE    GOSPEL. 

i  £  Q  Let  us  eat  and  drink,  for  to-morrow  we     p    TVT 
A°y  are  dead.  V'  iV1- 

T)  UN  to  and  fro  in  all  thy  glee, 
JX     Young  man,  of  all  thy  joys ; 
Yet  think  upon  eternity, 
And  what  are  all  thy  toys. 

2  Will  you  in  endless  ruin  lie  ? 

Not  heed  the  kind  reprieve? 
0  stop  and  think  :  why  will  you  die — 
Why  not  repent  and  live? 

3  The  Lord  still  calls  thee  day  and  night ; 

Yea,  calls  thee  to  his  arms, 
0!  come  to  Jesus,  choose  that  light, 
And  you  shall  know  its  charms. 

4  The  Lord  is  gracious — hear  him  call, 

"  0  turn,  why  will  you  die  ?" 

0  come,  he  will  forgive  you  all ; 

Come  now,  while  he  is  nigh. 

170  Call  to  the  careless.  C.  M. 

ATTEND,  young  friends,  while  I  relate, 
The  dangers  you  are  in, 
The  evils  that  around  you  wait, 
While  subject  unto  sin. 

2  Although  you  flourish  like  the  rose 

While  in  its  branches  green, 
Your  sparkling  eyes  in  death  must  close, 
No  more  will  they  be  seen. 

3  In  silent  shades  you  must  lie  down, 

There  in  your  graves  to  dwell, 
Your  Mends  will  then  stand  weeping  round 
And  bid  a  long  farewell. 

4  How  small  the  world  will  then  appear, 

When  in  that  solemn  hour ; 
When  you  Jehovah's  voice  shall  hear, 
And  feel  His  mighty  power. 

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INYIT7.TI0N  AND  WARNING. 

5  In  vain  you'll  mourn  your  days  are  past, 

Alas!  those  days  are  gone; 
Your  golden  hours  are  spent  at  last ; 
And  never  to  return. 

6  Oh  come  just  now,  dear  friends,  begin 

While  life's  sweet  moments  last ; 
Turn  to  the  Lord,  forsake  your  siu, 
And  he'll  forgive  what's  past. 

171  The  incorrigible  warned.  o.  M. 

SINNER !  awake,  to  think 
On  what  may  be  thy  doom  ; 
Awake  and  tremble,  ere  thou  sink 
Below  the  silent  tomb. 

2  Sure  there  is  nought  on  earth 

Has  half  the  Saviour's  charms  ; 
And  wilt  thou  then,  with  scornful  mirth, 
Repel  him  from  thy  arms? 

3  See  how  he  interpos'd 

Between  the  curse  and  thee; 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  compos'd, 
To  set  thy  spirit  free. 

4  How  bitter  was  his  pain, 

What  heart  can  e'er  conceive  ? 
And  wilt  thou  see  him  die  in  vain  ? 
And  not  his  mercy  crave  ? 

5  How  stupid  and  deprav'd 

Must  be  that  wretched  soul 
That  still  refuses  to  be  sav'd, 
And  yield  to  his  control. 

6  Where  can  ye  hope  to  dwell, 

When  from  this  world  ye  go  ? 
Why  choose  the  road  that  leads  to  hell 
And  everlasting  woe  ? 
Ill 


THE   GOSPEL. 


172  Sinners  Counseled.  CM. 

YE  unconverted,  careless  souls, 
Wake  up,  and  turn  to  God 
Or  else  you'll  surely  be  condemn'd, 


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And  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  For  in  the  Bible  it  is  said, 

By  him  who  cannot  lie, 
"  Repent,  believe,  be  born  again — 
The  soul  that  sins  shall  die." 

3  Now,  sinners,  lay  this  well  to  heart, 

And  turn  without  delay  ; 
O,  hasten  to  the  Saviour's  arms, 
Whilst  it  is  call'd  to-day. 

4  It  is  your  wisdom  so  to  do, 

'T  will  be  your  int'rest  too  ; 

Then  be  entreated  now  to  come 

'To  Christ,  who  died  for  j'ou. 

1  73  The  Oospel  Feast.  L.  M . 

C10ME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast, 
;  Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest ; 
There  needs  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  The  Lord  hath  sent  to  you  the  call  ; — 
The  invitation  is  to  all  : 

Come  all  the  world,  come  sinner,  thou, 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

?>  Come  all  ye  souls  by  sins  opprest, 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest: 
Ye  poor,  and  maim'd,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  The  message  as  from  God  receive  ; 
You  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live, 
0  !  let  his  love  your  souls  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain. 
112 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 

5  This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay, 
The  invitation  is  to-day ; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call, 
And  live  for  him  who  died  for  all. 

174  TJieAlarm.  7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6 

STOP,  poor  sinners  !  stop  and  think, 
Before  you  further  go  ! 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  woe? 
On  the  verge  of  ruin  stop, 

Now  the  friendly  warning  take  ; 
Stay  your  footsteps,  ere  you  drop 
Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose? 
Fear  ye  not  that  iron  rod, 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day, 

Which  his  justice  shall  proclaim, 
When  the  earth  shall  melt  away 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar  : 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom 

Will  fill  you  with  despair ! 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd ; 

You  shall  mark  their  crimson  dye ; 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud ; 

And  what  can  you  reply? 

4  Though  your  heart  were  made  of  steel, 

Your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel — 
He  will  not  let  you  pass ; 
(8)  113 


THE  GOSPEL. 

Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call,— 
Those  who  now  despise  his  grace, — 

"  Bocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 
And  hide  us  from  thy  face." 

175  The  Bappy  Choice.  L.  M. 

TO-DAY — if  ye  will  hear  his  voice, 
Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice ; 
Say — will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go? 
Say — will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no? 

2  Ye  wandering  souls,  who  find  no  rest ! 
Say — will  you  be  forever  blest? 

Will  you  be  saved  from  sin  and  hell? 
Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell? 

3  Come  now,  dear  friends,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 

Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name,— 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same, — 
Say — will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go? 
Say — will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 

5  Leave  all  your  sports  and  glitt'ring  toys, 
Come,  share  with  us  eternal  joys ; 

Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell? 
Then  0 !  dear  friends,  a  long  farewell. 

176  And  yet  there  is  room.  CM. 

YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
Behold  a  royal  feast ; 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  every  humble  guest. 
2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms, 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room! 
114 


KEPENTANCE   AND    FAITH. 

3  Eoom  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart: 

There  love  and  pity  meet  ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father  reconcil'd, 

Invites  vour  souls  to  come  ; 

The  rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child, 

And  kindly  weleom'd  home. 

5  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  : 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th/  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice 
In  extacies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach — there  yet  is  room  ! 

REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH. 

177  Godly  Sorrow.  C.  M. 

PROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet, 
A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upward  to  thy  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  Oh,  let  not  justice  frown  me  hence; 

Stay,  stay  the  vengeful  storm ! 
Forbid  it  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 

3  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 
115 


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THE    GOSPEL. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead, 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed  ; 
No  blood  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

5  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord  ! 

And  all  my  sins  forgive  : 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

1  rro  Bend  your  heart.  f]    \\ 

Joel  2:  13.         °'  m' 

SINNER,  bring  not  tears  alone, 
Or  outward  form  of  pray 'r, 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  smite  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  ; 
Thy  secret  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  0  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  lifted  rod. 

4  0  righteous  Judge,  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  what  we  need, 
We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 
And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 

1  TQ  The  prayer  of  the  heavy  laden.        T,    "M" 

I  '  y  Matt.  11 :  28.        "V"  m' 

OTHAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ! 
0  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down  ! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 
2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find, 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 
116 


REPENTANCE   AND    FAITII. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  Lord, 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove  ; 
.  The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r; 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

1  QH      Take  not  thy  Holy  Spirit  from  me.        T.     ~\f 
loU  Psalm  51:  11.         u-  m' 

STAY  !  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay  ! 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite  ; 
Cast  not  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

I  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'd — 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd, 

3  Yet  O,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare ! 

In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear, 
I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  Yet  if  thou  canst  my  sin  forgive, 

E'en  now,  O  Lord!  relieve  my  woes, 
Into  thy  rest  of  love  receive, 
And  bless  me  with  a  calm  repose. 

5  E'en  now  my  weary  soul  release, 

And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand, 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 
117 


THE  GOSPEL. 

1  Qi  Th,e  pool  of  Bethesda.  Q    TVf 

LOL  r  John  5:  2.         °*  1VJ" 

BESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  my  longing  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move, 
And  others  round  me  stepping  in, 
Their  efficacy  prove. 

3  But  I  do  still  remain— 

I  feel  the  very  same  ; 
As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  shame, 
As  when  at  first  1  came. 

4  How  often  have  I  thought, 

Why  should  I  longer  lie? 
Surely  the  mercy  I  have  sought 
Is  not  for  such  as  I  ? 

5  But  whither  shall  I  go? 

There  is  no  other  pool, 
Where  streams  of  sov'reign  virtue  flow, 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

1  C  n  Mercy  for  the  chief  of  sinners.  7  H 

■*-0^  1  Tim.  1:15.     .    '?■ 

DEPTH  of  mercy! — can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear, 
And  the  chief  of  sinners  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face ; 
Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Jesus,  answer  from  above : 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget? 
Lo,  I  fall  before  thy  feet. 

118 


REPENTANCE   AND   FAIMT. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament, 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

1 83  Pleading  the  merits  of  Christ.  0.  M. 

FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 
No  other  help  I  know; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah!  whither  shall  I  go? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath? 
What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  second  death  ? 

3  0  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power; 
Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour ! 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes  ; 
0,  let  me  now  receive  that  gift ! 
My  soul,  without  it,  dies. 

iQ/(  The  Pharisee  and  publican.  T ;    IV f 

184  Luke  18:  9-14.         U'  M' 

BEHOLD  how  sinners  disagree — 
The  publican  and  Pharisee  ; 
One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim, 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands ; 
That  boldly  rises  near  the  throne, 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  knows, 
And  diff 'rent  answers  he  bestows  ; 

The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
Whilst  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 
119 


THE  GOSPEL. 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee  * 
I  have  no  merit  of  my  own, 
But  plead  the  sufferings  of  thy  Son. 

185  S.  M. 

IF  Jesus  Christ  was  sent 
To  save  us  from  our  sin, 
And  kindly  teach  us  to  repent, 
We  should  at  once  begin. 

2  He  says  he  loves  to  see 

A  broken-hearted  one ; 
He  loves  that  sinners,  such  as  we, 
Should  mourn  for  what  we've  done. 

3  'T  is  not  enough  to  say, 

"We're  sorry,  and  repent," 
Yet  still  go  on  from  day  to  day, 
Just  as  we  always  went. 

4  Repentance  is  to  leave 

The  sins  we  lov'd  before, 
And  show  that  we  in  earnest  grieve. 
By  doing  so  no  more. 

5  Lord,  make  us  thus  sincere, 

To  watch  as  well  as  pray  ; 
However  small,  however  dear, 
Take  all  our  sins  away. 

6  And  since  the  Saviour  came, 

To  make  us  turn  from  sin, 
With  holy  grief  and  humble  shame 
We  would  at  once  begin. 

186  Indwelling  sin  lamented.  C  M. 

WITH  tears  of  anguish,  I  lament, 
Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 
120 


REPENTANCE   AND   FAITH. 

2  Sure,  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false  as  mine  has  been  ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin. 

3  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest? 

4  Break,  sov'reign  grace,  O,  break  the  charm, 

And  set  the  captive  free  ; 
Reveal,  almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 

187  The  stubborn  heart.  L.  M. 

OFOR  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away  ! 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine ! 

2  The  rocks  can  rend;  the  earth  can  quake  • 
The  seas  can  roar;  the  mountains  shake  : 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign, 

But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt ! 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Eternal  Spirit,  mighty  God, 
Apply  within  the  Saviour's  blood : 
'  T  is  his  rich  blood,  and  his  alone, 
Can  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  stone. 

188  Sin  lamented.  b.  M. 

AH !  whither  should  I  go, 
Burden'd,  and  sick,  and  faint? 
To  whom  should  I  my  trouble  show, 
And  pour  out  my  complaint  ? 
121 


THE  GOSPEL. 

2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come ; 

Oh  !  why  do  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  tne  weary  sinner  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay. 

3  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 

From  which  I  cannot  part, 
Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart  ? 

4  Jesus,  the  hind'rance  show, 

Which  I  have  fear'd  to  see ; 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

5  Some  cursed  thing  unknown 

Must  surely  lurk  within, 
Some  idol  which  I'll  not  disown, 
Some  secret  bosom  sin. 

6  My  God,  now  search  me  through, 

My  inmost  heart  now  try ; 
Oh,  break  my  will,  thy  will  to  do, 
And  save  me,  lest  I  die. 

139  Pleading  the  promise.  C  M. 

LORD,  I  approach  the  mercy-seat, 
Where  thou  dost  answer  prayer  ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  thy  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  : 
Thou  call  est  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  0  Lord !  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  press'd, 
By  foes  without  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 
122 


REPENTANCE  AND   FAITH. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him,  thou  hast  died. 

5  0  !  wondrous  love,  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name  ! 

190  Imploring  mercy.  Ja.  M. 

SHOW  pity,  Lord;  O  Lord,  forgive  ! 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  : 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  O !  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just,  in  death : 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

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1  9 1  Blind  Bartimeus.  M.  8s  &  7s. 

"iWTERCY!  0  thon  Son  of  David!" 
1_YjL  Thus  blind  Bartimeus  cried. 
"Others  by  thy  grace  are  saved, 

Let  it  be  to  roe  applied." 
For  his  crying  many  chid  him ; 

But  he  cried  the  louder  still: 
Till  his  gracious  Saviour  bade  him, 

"  Come  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  he  did  live ; 
Yet  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms  that  none  but  he  can  give. 
"Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day  :" 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 

Follow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

3  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around : 
"Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing? 

What  a  Saviour  I  have  found! 
O  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him ! 

Or  would  be  advis'd  by  me ; 
Sure,  if  they  would  come  unto  him, 

He  would  cause  them  all  to  see !" 

192  Prayer  and  supplication.  Jj.  M , 

OTHOU,  who  hear'st  when  sinners  cry! 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 
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3  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford ; 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

4  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

193  A  living  faith.  C.  M. 

MISTAKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  How  vain  are  fancy's  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead; 

None  but  a  living  pow'r  unites 

To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  'Tis  faith  that  purifies  the  heart; 

'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love ; 

That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 

And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control 

By  its  celestial  pow'r, 
With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul, 
In  death's  approaching  hour. 

194  "Just  as  lam."  L.  M. 

JUST  as  I  am — without  one  plea, 
Save  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  m§, 
And  that  thou  bidst  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come! 
2  Just  as  I  am — and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come  ! 
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S  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Life,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  want  in  thee  to  find, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  pardon,  comfort,  cleanse,  relieve; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come! 

5  Just  as  I  am — for  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Now  to  be  thine,  and  thine  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come! 

195  The  way  to  heaven.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, — 
He,  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon; — 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  high-way  of  holiness, 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  had  been, 
Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  pow'r, 

1  felt  its  weight,  and  guilt  the  more, 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo!  glad  I  come,  and  thou  blest  Lamb 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  whose  I  am: 
Nothing  but  self  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

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6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God !" 

JUSTIFICATION  AND  ADOPTION. 
196  Man's  recovery  from  ruin.  G.  M. 

"0  W  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 
Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word; 
"  Ho !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief: 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord, 
0,  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul, 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  all. 

1  Q»7  My  grace  is  sufficient  for  ihee.  T     "\f 

1  y  ■  2  Cor.  12 :  9.        1J'  1V1, 

&RACE,  't  is  a  most  delightful  theme  ; 
'T  is  grace  that  rescues  guilty  man, 
"Pis  grace  divine,  all  conqu'ring,  free, 
Or  it  had  never  rescu'd  me. 

2  'T  was  grace  that  quicken'd  me  when  dead, 
And  grace  my  soul  to  Jesus  led ; 

Grace  brought  me  pardon  for  my  sin, 
And  grace  subdues  mv  lust  within. 
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3  'T  is  grace  that  sweetens  ev'ry  cross, 
And  grace  supports  in  ev'ry  loss ; 
In  Jesus'  grace  my  soul  is  strong  ; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  grace  my  song. 

4  'T  is  grace  defends  when  danger's  near, 
By  grace  alone  I  persevere ; 

'T  is  grace  constrains  my  soul  to  love, 
And  grace  will  bear  me  safe  above. 

5  Of  grace,  free  grace,  alone  I  boast, 
And  't  is  in  grace  alone  I  trust; 

And  when  I  rise  to  heav'n,  my  home, 
I'll  shout  free  grace,  free  grace  alone ! 

i  QQ  Salvation  only  in  Christ.  p    \f 

*-*&  Acts  4:  12.         v*  1VL 

WHEN  wounded  sore,  the  stricken  soul 
Lies  bleeding  and  unbound, 
One  only  hand,  a  pierced  hand, 
Can  heal  the  siimer's  wound. 

2  When  sorrow  swells  the  laden  breast, 

And  tears  of  anguish  flow, 
One  only  heart,  a  broken  heart, 
Can  feel  the  sinner's  woe. 

3  When  penitence  has  wept  in  vain 

Because  of  some  dark  spot, 
One  only  stream,  a  stream  of  blood, 
Can  wash  away  the  blot. 

4  'Tis  Jesus'  blood  that  washes  white, 

This  hand  that  brings  relief, 
This  heart  that's  touched  with  all  our  joys, 
And  feeleth  for  our  grief. 

5  Lift  up  thy  bleeding  hand,  0  Lord, 

Unseal  that  cleansing  tide ; 
We  have  no  shelter  from  our  sin 
But  in  thv  wounded  side. 
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199  Efficacy  of  the  Atoning  Blood.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransom'd  Church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stam'ring  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

Cif\(\      My  soul  shall  rejoice  in  his  salvation,     p    ~\I 
Psalm  35  :  9.         Kj'  m' 

ALVATION  !  0,  the  joyful  sound ! 
'T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears; 
A  sov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 

To  see  a  heav'nly  day. 

Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 
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4  Salvation!  0,  thou  bleeding  Lamb, 
To  thee  the  praise  belongs ! 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

OH1       Hooked,  and  there  was  none  to  help,     r*    \f 
*UJ-  Isaiah  63:  5.         yj'  J**1 

PLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  peace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love !) 
He  came  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled ; 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  0,  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

OHO     The  divine  attributes  harmonized,  etc.     T.    ~\jf 
^vb  Psalm  85:  lu.        *"  m' 

OLOVE,  beyond  conception  great, 
That  forni'd  the  vast  and  wondrous  plan, 
Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 
To  reconcile  rebellious  man. 
5  There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze, 
And  justice  all  her  right  maintains — 
Astonish'd  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 
While  mercv  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 
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3  Yes,  mercy  reigns,  and  justice  too  ; 

In  Christ  they  both  harmonious  meet ; 
He  paid  to  justice  all  her  due; 
And  now  he  fills  the  mercy-seat. 

•)HQ  A  song  of  deliverance.  C\    ~\1 

Psaim40:  1-5.         V*  m> 

I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  the  bonds  released  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad, 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear, 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God, 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 

And  light  and  pe^iee  depart, 

My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

i}f\A  Lovest  Ihou  me?  7<a 

^U4  John  21:  16.         ii3' 

HARK,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord, 
'T  is  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word ! 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee ; 
"Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me? 
2  "I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  wound; 
Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 
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THE  GOSPEL. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath — 
Free  and  faithful — strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  : 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  ; 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ?" 

6  Lord!  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint*; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore, 

0  for  grace  to  love  thee  more! 

OAK  Rejoicing  in  hope.  f]    \l\ 

Horn.  12:  12.         v*  1U' 

"OW  happy  ev'ry  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiv'n ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place; 
I  seek  my  place  in  heav'n ; 

2  A  country  far  from  mortal  sight; 

Yet,  0,"by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heav'n  prepar'd  for  me. 

3  0,  what  a  blessed  hope -is  ours! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
And  antedate  that  day. 

4  We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here, 
Our  earthen  vessels  fill'd. 
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20(3  Rejoicing  in  the  L?rd.  ^    ^         ^    ^ 

0  HAPPY  day,  that  fix'd  my  choice, 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  wash'd  my  sins  away! 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day. 

2  0,  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love! 

Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 

While  to  his  altar  now  I  move. 

3  'T  is  done — the  great  transaction's  done; 

I  am  my  Lord's  and  he  is  mine; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart! 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  center,  rest; 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 

Here  heav'nly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

5  High  heav'n,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear, 
Till,  in  life's  latest  hour,  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

207  Filial  obedience.  S.  M. 

BEHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  has  bestow'd, 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 

That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting:  Son. 
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3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  he  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope,  so  much  divine, 

May  trials  well  endure; 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
Ah  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part,  ' 

Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  fill  and  warm  my  heart. 

6  Children  no  longer  lie, 

Like  slaves,  beneath  the  throne; 
Their  faith  shall  Abba — Father — cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

208    Joy  of  the  Convert.   P.  M.  6,  6,  9,  6,  6,  9. 
HOW  happy  are  they 

Who  their  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above! 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 

When  my  heart  it  believ'd, 

What  a  joy  I  received — 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  name! 

3  'T  wTas  a  heaven  below, 
My  Eedeemer  to  know; 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 
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4  Jesus,  all  the  day  long, 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song — 

O,  that  all  his  salvation  might  seel 

He  hath  lov'd  me!  I  cried, 

He  hath  sufler'd  and  died, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  I ! 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above 

All  my  sin  and  temptation  and  pain ; 

And  I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  Could  the  young  and  the  old 
But  believe  what  is  told, 

Of  the  love  that  in  Jesus  is  found, 

O  how  hastening  they'd  be 

To  be  also  set  free 
From  the  bondage  in  which  they  are  bound. 

7  Will  you  come  to  the  Lord, 
And  accept  of  his  word, 

That  his  grace  you  may  also  confide, 

Without  money  embrace 

The  sweet  gifts  of  his  grace, 
And  a  mansion  in  heaven  provide. 

*209  My  souVs  experience.  8  &  7. 

I'LL  sing  a  song  that  doth  belong 
To  all  the  people  round  me; 
I'll  spread  the  fame  of  Jesus'  name, 

And  tell  how  Jesus  found  me. 
'T  was  in  distress  and  wickedness, 
These  words  he  spake  unto  me : 
"  O  sinner  come,  in  me  there's  room ;" 
O  how  these  words  ran  through  me! 

2  I  was* like  Paul,  who  was  call'd  Saul, 
In  bitter  persecution ; 
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I  did  disdain  being  born  again, 

I  call'd  it  a  delusion. 
I  fought  the  saints  without  restraint, 

Too  proud  to  cry  for  mercy : 
Conviction  strong  did  come  along  ; 

0  how  these  things  did  pierce  me  I 

3  I  did  not  know  which  way  to  go, 

My  sins  were  like   a  mountain; 
And  fill'd  with  woe,  the  tears  did  now; 

My  head  was  like  a  fountain. 
I  thought  I'd  been  so  long  in  sin, 

1  could  not  be  forgiven  ; 

Then  Jesus  came,  O  bless  his  name ! 
And  fill'd  my  soul  with  heaven. 

4  I  raised  my  voice,  and  did  rejoice, 

Sang  glory,  glory,  glory  ; 
Then  I  did  learn  Jesus  was  mine; 

0  what  a  pleasing  story  ! 

I  love  the  Lord,  I  love  his  word, 

1  love  all  those  around  me ; 
Then,  brethren  dear,  don't  it  appear, 

That  Jesus  Christ  has  found  me  ! 


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210  Christ  our  Advocate.  P.  M.  8  &  7. 

IAVIOUR,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 

Sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood  ; 
And  my  troubled,  weary  spirit, 
Now  finds  rest,  in  thee,  my  God. 

I  am  safe,  and  I  am  happy, 
While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie, 

Sin  and  Satan  cannot  harm  me, 
While  my  Saviour  is  so  nigh. 

Now  I'll  sing  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  name, 

That  if  any  want  bis  Spirit, 
He  is  still  the  very  same. 
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4  He  that  asketh  soon  receiveth, 

He  that  seeks  is  sure  to  find, 
Whosoe'er  on  him  believeth, 
He  will  never  cast  behind. 

5  Now  our  Advocate  is  pleading, 

With  his  Father  and  our  God: 
Now  for  us  he'  s  interceding, 
As  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 

5  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praying, 
"  Father,  spare  them  ;  I  have  died ;" 
And  the  Father  answers,  saying, 
"  They  are  freely  justified." 

211  Knowledge  of  forgiveness.  b.  M. 

HOW  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiv'n? 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven  ? 

2  What  we  have  felt  and  seen, 

With  confidence  wTe  tell ; 
And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men, 
The  signs  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe, 

That  he  for  us  hath  died, 
We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  applied. 

5  His  love  surpassing  far 

The  love  of  all  beneath. 
We  find  within  our  hearts  to  dare 
The  pointed  darts  of  death. 

6  Stronger  than  death  or  hell. 

The  sacred  pow'r  we  prove : 
And,  conqu'rors  of  the  world,  we  dwell 
In  heav'n,  who  dwell  in  love. 
137 


THE    GOSPEL. 

212  Regeneration.  8,  8,  6,  8,  8,  6. 

WAK'D  by  the  gospel's  powerful  sound, 
My  soul  in  sin  and  thrall  I  found, 
Expos'd  to  dreadful  woe ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Or  down  to  ruin  go. 

2  Surpris'd  indeed,  I  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

To  which  I  then  drew  near! 
I  strove,  alas!  but  all  in  vain! 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  I  to  the  law  then  ran  for  help, 
But  still  I  felt  the  weight  of  guilt, 

And  no  relief  I  found; 
While  sin  my  burthen'd  soul  did  pain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Did  loud  as  thunder  sound. 

4  God's  justice  then  I  did  behold, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

It  was  a  heavy  load; 
This  solemn  truth  did  still  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  feel  the  wrath  of  God. 

5  I  heard  some  tell  how  Christ  did  give 
His  life  to  let  the  sinner  live ; 

But  him  I  could  not  see  : 
I  read  my  Bible,  it  was  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  die  eternally. 

6  But  as  my  soul,  with  dying  breath, 
Lay  gasping  near  the  second  death, 

Christ  Jesus  I  did  see; 
Free  grace  and  pardon  he  proclaim'd, 
I  trust  I  then  was  born  again, 

In  gospel  libertv. 

*  13S 


JUSTIFICATION  AND  ADOPTION. 

7  Not  angels  in  the  world  above, 
Nor  saints  could  glow  with  greater  love 

Than  what  my  soul  enjoy'd; 
My  soul  did  mount  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  glory,  glory,  I  did  sing, 
To  Jesus  my  dear  Lord. 
t)|9  Confessing  our  faults.  Q^  ^/[ 

LORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 
How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ! 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  0  my  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name ; 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin  and  shame. 

3  'T  is  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  saved  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  through  the  Son. 

4  'T  is  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'T  is  by  the  water  and  the  blood, 
Our  souls  are  washed  from  sin. 

5  'T  is  through  the  purchase  of  his  death, 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Raised  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew  ; 

And,  justified  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory,  too, 
And  seft  our  Father's  face. 

214  '■*■  he  JProdigaVs  Conversion.  G.  M. 

AFFLICTIONS,  though  they  seem  severe, 
In  mercy  oft  are  sent; 
They  stop1  d  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  caus'd  him  to  repent. 
139 


THE    GOSPEL. 

2  Although  he  no  relentings  felt 

'Till  he  had  spent  his  store; 
His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt, 
When  famine  pinch'd  him  sore. 

3  "  What  have  I  gain'd  by  sin,"  he  said, 

"  But  hunger,  shame  and  fear? 
My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread 
While  I  am  starving  here. 

4  "  I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done, 

Fall  down  before  his  face: 

Unworthy  to  be  call'd  his  son, 

I'll  seek  a  servant's  place." 

5  His  father  saw  him  coming  back, 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smil'd  ; 
Then  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

6  "Father,  I've  sinn'd,  but,  0,  forgive!"  — 

"Enough,"  the  father  said, 
"  Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourn'd  as  dead. 

7  "  Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain, 

Go  spread  the  news  around, 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again, 

Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

8  Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home : 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 

215  ■'  Ye  viust  be  bom againS'  C  M. 

SINNERS,  this  solemn  truth  regard- 
Hear,  all  ye  sons  of  men  ! 
For  Christ,  the  Saviour,  hath  declar'd, 
"Ye  must  be  born  again." 
140 


JUSTIFICATION  AND  ADOPTION. 

2  Whate'er  might  be  your  birth  or  blood, 

The  sinner's  boast  is  vain : 
Thus  saith  the  glorious  Son  of  God, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

3  Oar  nature's  totally  depraved, 

The  heart  a  sink  of  sin  : 
Without  a  change  we  can't  be  saved, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

4  That  which  is  born  of  flesh  is  flesh, 

And  flesh  it  will  remain  : 
Then  marvel  not  that  Jesus  saith, 
"Ye  must  be  born  again." 

5  Spirit  of  life,  thy  grace  impart, 

And  breathe  on  sinners  slain ; 
Bear  witness,  Lord,  with  every  heart, 
That  we  are  born  again. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  we  will  now  begin 

To  trust  and  love  thy  word ; 
And  by  forsaking  every  sin, 
Prove  we  are  born  of  God. 


I 


216         Convert  not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel.      C.   M. 

M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
Nor  to  defend  his  cause  ; 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

Jesus,  my  God  ! — I  know  his  name ; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 

Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

Firm  as  his  throne,  his  promise  stands ; 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 

Till  the  decisive  hour. 
141 


THE   GOSPEL. 

4  Then  will  be  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

217  Amazing  Grace.  CM. 

AMAZING  grace !  how  sweet  the  sound- 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found ; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'T  was  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved : — 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed. 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 

1  have  already  come  ; 

'T  is  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me ; 

.  His  word  my  hope  secures; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

218  Christ  the  Great  Physician.    P.  M.  7s  &  6s. 
"OW  lost  was  my  condition, 

Till  Jesus  made  me  whole ! 
There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 
The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light,  compared  with  sin ; 
On  every  part  it  seize;', 

But  rages  most  within. 

2  From  men  great  skill  professing, 
I  thought  a  cure  to  gain ; 

But  this  proved  more  distressing, 
And  added  to  my  pain. 
14? 


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JUSTIFICATION  AND  ADOPTION. 

Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost; 
Thus  every  refuge  fail'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  eross'd. 
3  At  length  this  great  Physician — 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  ! — 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case. 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me, 

His  wond'rous  power  to  save. 

219  Forsaking  all  to  follow  Christ.      M.  8  s  &  7  s, 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, — ■ 

Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be! 
Perish  every  fond  ambition — 

All  I've  sought,  or  hop'd,  or  known  ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition — 
God  and  heav'n  are  all  my  own  ! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too, 
Human  looks  and  hearts  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  not  like  them,  untrue, 
And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate  and  friends  despise  ine, 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  right. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure ; 

Come  disaster,  scorn  and  pain  ; 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain  ; 
I  have  call'd  thee,  Abba,  Father; 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather; 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me ! 
113 


THE  GOSPEL. 

220  Confessing  Christ.  CM. 

DIDST  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be? 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  dread 

To  suffer  shame  or  loss ; 

0  let  me  in  thy  footsteps  tread, 
And  glory  in  thy  cross! 

3  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine 

And  holy  courage  bold  ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

4  Say  to  my  soul,  "  Why  dost  thou  fear 

The  face  of  feeble  c  lay  ? 
Behold  thy  Saviour,  ever  near, 
Will  guard  thee  in  the  way." 

5  0  how  my  soul  would  rise  and  run, 

At  this  reviving  word! 
Nor  any  painful  suffering  shun, 
To  follow  thee,  my  Lord. 

6  Let  sinful  men  reproach,  defame, 

And  call  me  what  they  will, 
If  I  may  glorify  thy  name, 
And  be  thy  servant  still. 

221  Joy  in  Death.  L.  M. 

I'M  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die ; 
From  grief  and  woe  my  soul  shall  fly  ; 
Bright  angels  shall  convey  me  home, 
Away  to  New  Jerusalem. 

2  I'll  praise  my  Maker  while  I*  ve  breath ; 

1  hope  to  praise  him  after  death : 
I  hope  to  praise  him  when  I  die, 
And  shout  salvation  as  I  fiv. 

144 


THE  PROMISES. 

3  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  come, 
And  join  my  everlasting  home, 

My  soul  shall  there  forever  bloom, 
Until  my  body  leaves  the  tomb. 

4  Then  all  shall  hear  the  solemn  sound  : 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  ! 
Arise,  and  drop  your  dying  shrouds, 
And  meet  King  Jesus  in  the  clouds! 

5  There  shall  I  see  my  glorious  God, 
And  triumph  in  his  blest  abode : 
My  theme  through  all  eternity, 
Shall  glory ! — glory  ! — glory !  be. 

THE  PROMISES. 

O  o  O  It  is  well  with  the  righteous.  Q,    M 

^^  Isaiah  3:  10.        °-  ^V1' 

WHAT  cheering  words  are  these  ! 
Their  sweetness  who  can  tell  ? 
In  time,  and  in  eternity, 
'T  is  with  the  righteous  well. 

2  In  ev'ry  state  secure. 

Kept  by  Jehovah's  eye, 
'  T  is  well  with  them  while  life  endures, 
And  well  when  call'd  to  die. 

3  '  T  is  well  when  joys  arise, 

'T  is  well  when  sorrows  flow ; 
'T  is  well  when  darkness  vails  the  skies, 
And  strong  temptations  blow. 

4  'T  is  well  when  on  the  mount 

They  feast  on  dying  love  ; 
And  't  is  as  well,  in  God's  account, 
When  they  the  furnace  prove. 

5  'T  is  well  when,  at  his  throne, 

They  wrestle,  weep  and  pray ; 
'T  is  well  when  at  his  feet  they  groan, 
Yet  bring  their  wants  away. 
(10)  145 


THE  GOSPEL. 

6  'T  is  well  when  Jesus  calls  : 
"  From  earth  and  sin  arise  ; 
Join  with  the  host  of  virgin  souls 
Made  to  salvation  wise." 

O  O  Q         As  thy  days,  so  shall  thy  strength  be.  7  a. 

*  AD  Beat.  33:  25.      *T 

WAIT,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord; 
To  his  gracious  promise  flee, 
Laying  hold  upon  his  word, 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 
God  has  promis'd  needful  grace  : 
"As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  may'st  see  ; 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief, 
"As  thy  day's,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Kock  of  Ages,  I'm  secure, 

With  thy  promise  full  and  free, 
Faithful,  positive,  and  sure — 
"As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

224  Religion's  paths  are  peace.  CM. 

"OW  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 
Instruction's  warning  voice! 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  For  she  has  treasure  greater  far     • 

Than  east  or  west  unfold. 
And  her  reward  is  more  secure 
Than  all  the  gain  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years; 
And  in  her  left  the  prize  of  fame 
And  honor  bright  appears. 
146 


E 


THE  PROMISES. 

4  She  guides  onr  youth  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoaxy  head. 

5  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

ctcyK  The  beatitudes.  T,    IVj 

£>^°  Matt.  5:1-12.        ■"•-««■• 

BLESS'D  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

2  Bless'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows — 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Bless'd  are  the  souls  who  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  thirst  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

4  Bless'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  glowing  coals  of  strife; 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

5  Bless'd  are  the  suff'rers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord: 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

226  The  firm  foundation.  lis* 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said— 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 
147 


THE  GOSPEL. 

*2  In  ev'ry  condition — in  sickness,  in  health, 
hi  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth, 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea— 
As  thy  day  may  demand, shall  thy  strength  ever  he. 

3  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  ray  people  shall  prove 
My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

4  The  soul  that  on  Jesiis  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
1  will  not,  I  will  not,  desert  to  its  foes  ; 

That  soul, though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never  forsake ! 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

227  PentecosLAGts2.  L-M- 

&REAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
When  the  divine  disciples  met; 
While  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave! 

And  pow'r  to  kill,  and  pow'r  to  save !  [words 
Furnished  their  tongues  with  wondrous 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 

3  Thus  armed,  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north ; 
Go,  and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause, 

Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  his  cross. 

4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 

To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low! 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  these  heav'nly  arms  subdued; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 
148 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

6  Great  King  of  grace,  my  heart  subdue : 

1  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 
A  willing  capitve  to  my  Lord, 
And  sing  the  victories  of  his  word. 

228  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive.        \j.  M. 

QUENCH  not  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
The  Holy  One  from  heaven; 
The  Comforter,  beloved,  adored, 
To  man  in  mercy  given. 

2  Quench  not  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord; 

"He  will  not  always  strive:" 
Oh,  tremble  at  that  awful  word; 
Sinner !  awake  and  live. 

3  Quench  not  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

It  is  thy  only  hope ; 
Oh,  let  his  aid  be  now  implored, 
Let  prayer  be  lifted  up. 

4  Grieve  not  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

Heirs  of  redeeming  grace; 
With  grateful  hearts  his  love  record, 
Whose  presence  fills  the  place. 

229  Prayer  to  the  Spirit.  M.  7s. 

&RACIOUS  Spirit,  Love  divine, 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
Fill  me  full  of  heaven  and  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pard'ning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart. 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

149 


THE  CHURCH, 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

230  Breathing  after  the  Spirit.  C.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours.     . 

2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys;  i 

Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs  ; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate — 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

TILE  CHURCH— ITS  CHARACTER  AND 
PRIVILEGES. 

231  Ood  the  defense  of  Zion.         8s,  7s  &  4 

ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded — 
Zion,  kept  by  pow'r  divine: 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine. 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favor' d  lot  is  thine  ! 
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ITS  CHARACTER  AND  PRIVILEGES. 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish, 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove; 
Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish, 
Heav'n  and  earth  at  last  remove; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 

But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee; 

Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight: 

God  is  with  thee — 

God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

OQO  Fear  not.  little  flock.  f]    1\T 

£d  *  Luke  12:  32.        w.  J«- 

YE  little  flock,  whom  Jesus  feeds, 
Dismiss  your  anxious  cares; 
Look  to  the  Shepherd  of  your  souls, 
And  smile  away  your  fears. 

2  Though  wolves  and  lions  prowl  around, 

His  staff  is  your  defense :  [voice 

'Midst  sands 'and  rocks  your  Shepherd's 
Calls  streams  and  pastures  thence. 

3  Your  Father  will  a  kingdom  give, 

And  give  it  with  delight ; 
His  feeblest  child  his  love  shall  call 
To  triumph  in  his  sight. 

4  Ten  thousand  praises,  Lord,  we  bring 

For  sure  supports  like  these: 
And  o'er  the  pious  dead  we  sing 
Thy  living  promises. 

233  The  gracious  visit.  C.  P.  M. 

THE  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 
The  spices  yield  their  rich  perfumes, 
The  lilies  grow  and  thrive; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 
Which  make  the  dead  revive. 
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2  O,  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground,. 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become : 
The  desert  blossoms  as  the  rose. 
While  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  Come,  brethren,  you  that  love  the  Lord, 
Who  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

4  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is  : 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me; 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

5  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 

I  hope  to  meet  you  in  the  skies, 

And  find  a  mansion  there; 
Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heav'nly  land, 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 

234  A  prayer  for  a  church  newly  organized.   Li.  M. 

LORD,  bless  thy  saints  assembled  here, 
In  solemn  cov'nant  now  to  join ; 
Unite  them  in  thy  holy  fear, 

And  in  thy  love  their  hearts  combine. 

2  0  give  this  church  a  large  increase 
Of  such  as  thou  wilt  own  and  bless ; 
Lord,  fill  their  hearts  with  joy  and  peace, 
And  clothe  them  with  thy  righteousness. 
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3  Make  her  a  garden  wall'd  with  grace, 
A  temple  built  for  God  below, 
Where  thy  blest  saints  may  see  thy  face, 
And  fruits  of  thy  bless'd  Spirit  grow. 

t)  Q  K  The  sure  foundation.  C\    l\f 

^3  J  lsaiali28:  16.        u"  **• 

BEHOLD  the  sure  foundation  stone, 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

Let  saints  adore  thy  name ; 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  must  this  building  rise  ; 
'T  is  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

t)9£        The  church  stillin  conflict  with  foes.     Q.    \f 
2  Tim.  3:  14 

'AR  down  the  ages  now, 
Much  of  her  journey  done, 
The  pilgrim  church  pursues  her  way, 
Until  her  crown  be  won. 


F 


No  wider  is  the  gate, 

No  broader  is  the  way, 
No  smoother  is  the  ancient  path, 

That  leads  to  life  and  day. 
No  sweeter  is  the  cup, 

Nor  less  our  lot  of  ill; 
'T  was  tribulation  ages  since, 

'T  is  tribulation  still. 
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4  No  slacker  grows  the  fight, 

No  feebler  is  the  foe, 
Nor  less  the  need  of  armor  tried, 
Of  shield,  and  spear,  and  bow. 

5  Thus  onward  still  we  press, 

Through  evil  and  through  good — 

Through  pain,  and  poverty,  and  want, 

Through  peril  and  through  blood. 

6  Still  faithful  to  our  God, 

And  to  our  Captain  true, 
We  follow  where  he  leads  the  way, 
The  kingdom  in  our  view. 

O  on  The  wheal  and  the  tares.  T.    "\f 

«•>*   .  Matt.  13 :  24-30.       -u'       ' 

THOUGH,  in  the  earthly  church  below, 
The  wheat  and  tares  together  grow, 
Jesus  ere  long  will  weed  the  crop, 
And  pluck  the  tares  in  anger  up. 

2  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 

To  recollect  their  stations  here  ?  [knew, 
How  much  ftiey  heard,  how  much  they 
How  long  among  the  wheat  they  grew? 

3  O!  this  will  aggravate  their  case! 
They  perish  under  means  of  grace: 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith 
Became  an  instrument  of  death. 

4  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet — 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  were  wheat; 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-searching  eyes 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

5  But  though  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong, 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long  ; 

In  harvest,  when  he  saves  his  own, 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 
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ITS  CHARACTER  AND  PRIVILEGES. 

O  Q  Q  Attachment  to  the  church.  Q    M 

Psalm  137  :  6.         °'  xVJ" 

LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
The  house  of  thine  abode — 
The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  sav'd 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  church,  O  God: 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand,. 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  th}'  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  pray'rs  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  giv'n, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heav'nly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  ev'ry  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliv'rance  fyring. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  giv'n 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heav'n. 

O  Q  Q  The  church  admonished.  C    "IVf 

^*>y  Acts  2:  4'2.        °-  m' 

ALL  you  who  have  confess'd 
That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
And  to  his  people  join'd  yourselves, 
According  to  his  word : 
2  In  Zion  you  must  dwell, 
Her  altar  ne'er  forsake ; 
Must  come  to  all  her  solemn  feasts, 
Of  all  her  joys  partake. 
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3  She  must  employ  your  thoughts, 

And  your  unceasing  care  ; 
Her  welfare  be  your  constant  wish, 
And  her  increase  your  pray'r. 

4  With  humbleness  of  mind, 

Among  her  sons  rejoice ; 
A  meek-.and  quiet  spirit  is 
With  God  of  highest  price. 

5  Never  offend  nor  grieve 

Your  brethren  by  the  way; 
But  shun  the  dark  abodes  of  strife, 
Like  children  of  the  day. 

6  In  all  your  Saviour's  ways, 

With  willing  footsteps  move; 

Be  faithful  unto  death,  and  then 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

240  The  Christian  Church.         H.  M.  6  &  8. 

ALTHOUGH  despis'd  by  men, 
A  little  feeble  band, 
Protection  we  obtain 

From  the  Redeemer's  hand. 
Though  oft  our  foes  would  us  devour, 
We  stand  upheld  by  Jesus'  pow'r. 

2  While  on  him  we  depend, 

And  truly  fear  his  name, 
He'll  prove  a  faithful  friend, 

And  ne'er  put  us  to  shame  ; 
He'll  guard  us  safe  thro'  all  the  way> 
To  the  fair  climes  of  endless  day. 

3  Our  Shepherd  leads  us  on, 

While  we  obey  his  voice  ; 
He  guides  us  to  his  throne, 

And  in  him  we'll  rejoice : 
Though  strait  the  way,  we  need  not  fear, 
If  to  the  end  we  persevere. 
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4  Ourselves  we  must  deny, 

And  daily  take  our  cross ; 
From  ev'ryevil  fly, 

Or  we  shall  surfer  loss. 
Till  victory  we  completely  win, 
We  will  maintain  the  war  with  sin. 

5  Lord,  when  our  hearts  shall  fail, 

And  earthly  comforts  die, 
May  thy  rich  grace  prevail, 

And  bear  our  souls  on  high. 
There,  while  our  glowing  love  shall  flame, 
Our  deathless  tongues  shall  praise  thy  name. 

241  Organizing  a  church.  0.  M. 

PLANTED  in  Christ,  the  living  vine, 
This  day,  with  one  accord, 
Ourselves,  with  humble  faith  and  joy, 
We  yield  to  thee,  0  Lord. 

2  Join'd  in  one  body  may  we  be; 

One  inward  life  partake  ; 
One  be  our  heart;  one  heavenly  hope 
In  ev'ry  bosom  wake. 

3  In  pray'r,  in  effort,  tears,  and  toils, 

One  wisdom  be  our  guide  ; 
Taught  by  one  Spirit  from  above, 
In  thee  may  we  abide. 

4  Complete  in  us,  whom  grace  hath  call'd, 

Thy  glorious  work  begun, 
0  thou,  in  whom  the  church  on  earth 
And  church  in  heav'n  are  one. 

5  Then,  when,  among  the  saints  in  light, 

Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine. 
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THE  MINISTRY. 

O/jQ  They  watch  for  your  souls.  C\    AT 

^4Z  HelD.  13:  17.         Y"  -VJ- 

LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
And  take  th'  alarm  they  give; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'T  is  not  a  cause  of  small  import, 

The  pastor's  care  demands; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  fill'd  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heav'nly  bliss  forego; 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 

4  May  they  in  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer  see ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

243  Go,  labor  on.  L.  M. 

C\  0,  labor  on!  spend  and  be  spent, 
VJT     And  strive  to  do  thy  Father's  will; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went, 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still? 

2  Go,  labor  on,  while  it  is  day ! — 

The  long  dark  night  is  hastening  on  : 
Speed,  speed  thy  work— up  from  thy  sloth, 
It  is  not  thus  that  souls  are  won. 

3  See  thousands  dying  at  thy  side, 

Your  brethren,  kindred,  friends  at  home; 
See  millions  perishing  afar; 
Haste,  brethren,  to  the  rescue  come! 

4  Toil  on,  toil  on :  thou  soon  shalt  find 

For  labor,  rest;  for  exile,  home; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  crv,  "  Behold,  I  come." 
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THE    MINISTRY. 

O  a  A       Bold  to  speak  the  word  without  fear.      T,    \f 
444  Pliil.  1:  14.         JJ"  m" 

SHALL  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man, 
The  Spirit's  course  in  me  restrain  ? 
Or,  undismay'd  in  deed  and  word, 
Be  a  true  witness  of  my  Lord  ? 

2  Awed  by  a  mortal's  frown,  shall  I 
Conceal  the  word  of  God  Most  High? 
How  then  before  thee  shall  I  dare 
To  stand,  or  how  thine  anger  bear? 

3  Shall  I,  to  soothe  th'  unholy  throng, 
Soften  thy  truth,  or  smooth  my  tongue, 
To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys — or  flee 
The  cross  endur'd,  my  Lord,  by  thee  ? 

i  What  then  is  he  whose  scorn  I  dread? 
Whose  wrath  or  hate  makes  me  afraid? 
A  man  !  an  heir  of  death!  a  slave 
To  sin  !  a  bubble  on  the  wave  !    . 

5  Yea,  let  men  rage  ;  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shadowing  wings  around  my  head  : 
Since  in  all  pain  thy  tender  love 

Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 

6  Give  me  thy  strength,  0  God  of  pow'r, 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunder  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  be ; 

'T  is  fix'd ! — I  can  do  all  through  thee. 

2  i5        Prayer  for  the  success  of  ministers.      Jj.  M. 

Fx\THER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  pray'r: 
We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee; 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 
2  How  great  their  work,  how  vast  their  charge ! 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge  ; 
Their  best  endowments  are  our  gain ; 
We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 
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3  0,  clothe  with  energy  divine 

Their  words  ;  and  let  those  words  be  thine  ; 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal ; 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed ; 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed  ; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain, 
And  thus  reward  their  toil  and  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  Spirit's  living  power. 

q  A  £  How  beautiful  are  the  feet,  etc.  Q    \r 

z^°  Rom.  10:  15.         °-  iU' 

TTOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
XX    Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes 

That  see  this  heav'nly  light! 
Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died,  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 
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THE   MINISTRY. 

6*  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad: 
Let  all  the  nations  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

O  A  n  -A  prayer  for  a  minister .  Q    M 

Hi  lTkess.  5:25.        °*  1>J- 

&0  with  thy  servant,  Lord, 
His  ev'ry  step  attend  ; 
All  needful  help  to  him  afford, 
And  bless  him  to  the  end. 

2  Preserve  him  from  all  wrong ; 

Stand  thou  at  his  right  hand: 
And  keep  him  from  the  sland'rous  tongue 
And  persecuting  band. 

3  May  he  proclaim  aloud 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
And  do  thou,  to  the  list'ning  crowd, 
His  faithful  labors  bless. 

4  Farewell,  dear  lab'rer,  go  ; 

We  part  with  thee  in  love ; 
And  if  we  meet  no  more  below, 
0  may  we  meet  above. 

OJQ       They  spake  the  word  of  God,  etc.     8g  &  7s 

BOLD  in  speech  and  bold  in  action, 
Be  for  ever  !  Time  will  test, 
Of  the  free-soul'd  and  the  slavish, 
Which  fulfils  life's  mission  best. 

2  Be  thou  like  the  noble  ancients — 

Scorn  the  threat  that  bids  thee  fear  ; 
Speak!  no  matter  what  betide  thee; 
Let  them  strike,  but  make  them  hear! 

3  Be  thou  like  the  great  apostle — 

Be  thou  like  heroic  Paul ; 
If  a  true  thought  seek  expression, 
Speak  it  boldly !  speak  it  all ! 
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THE  CHURCH. 

4  Face  thy  foes  and  thy  accusers ; 
Scorn  the  prison,  rack  or  rod ! 
And  if  thou  hast  truth  to  utter, 
Speak  !  and  leave  the  rest  to  God ! 

O/jQ  A  choice  for  ministers.  r<    M 

^4y  Acts  1:23-26.         V.-JRi 

VOUCHSAFE,  0  Lord,  thy  presence  now, 
Direct  us  in  thy  fear ; 
Before  thy  throne  we  humbly  bow, 
And  offer  fervent  pray'r. 

2  Give  us  the  men  whom  thou  shalt  choose, 

Thy  house  on  earth  to  guide; 
Those  who  shall  ne'er  their  power  abuse, 
Or  rule  with  haughty  pride. 

3  Inspir'd  with  wTisdom  from  above, 

And  with  discretion  bless'd ; 
Displaying  meekness,  temp'rance,  love, 
Of  ev'ry  grace  possess'd  ; 

4  These  are  the  men  we  seek  of  thee, 

0  God  of  righteousness : 
Such  may  thy  servants  ever  be ; 
With  such  thy  people  bless. 

250  Faith  in  the  seed  of  truth.  S.  M 

SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed  ; 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand : 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed  ; 
Broad -cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  The  good,  the  fruitful  ground, 

Expect  not  here  nor  there  ; 
O'er  hill  and  dale  by  plots  'tis  found — 
Go  forth,  then,  everywhere. 

3  Thou  know'st  not  which  may  thrive, 

The  late  or  early  sown  ; 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strewn. 
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4  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stock,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

5  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain, 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

251  Winning  souls  to  ChrUL'  M.  7s. 

WOULD  you  win  a  soul  to  God  ? 
Tell  him  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Once  for  dying  sinners  spilt, 
To  atone  for  all  their  guilt. 

2  Tell  him  how  the  streams  did  glide 
From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side ; 
How  his  head  with  thorns  was  crowned, 
And  his  heart  in  sorrow  drowned ; — 

3  How  he  yielded  up  his  breath  ; 
How  he  agonized  in  death  ; 
How  he  lives  to  intercede — 
Christ,  our  Advocate  and  Head. 

4  Tell  him,  it  was  sovereign  grace 
Led  thee  first  to  seek  his  face — 
Made  thee  choose  the  better  part, 
Wrought  salvation  in  thy  heart. 

5  Tell  him  of  that  liberty 
Wherewith  Jesus  makes  us  free  ; 
Sweetly  speak  of  sins  forgiven — 
Earnest  of  the  joys  of  heaven. 

O  KO  Trials  of  the  ministry.  TT    "|\f 

AOL  2  Cor.  2:  16.         L±'  iVi' 

WHAT  contradictions  meet 
In  ministers'  employ! 
It  is  a  bitter  sweet, 
A  sorrow  full  of  jov; 
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THE   CHURCH. 

No  other  post  affords  a  place 
For  equal  honor  or  disgrace. 

2  Who  can  describe  the  pain 

Which  faithful  preachers  feel, 
Constrain'd  to  speak  in  vain 

To  hearts  as  hard  as  steel? 
Or  who  can  tell  the  pleasures  felt 
When  stubborn  hearts  begin  to  melt  ? 

3  If  some  small  hope  appear, 

They  still  are  not  content ; 
But  with  a  jealous  fear, 

They  watch  for  the  event: 
Too  oft  they  find  their  hopes  deceiv'd  ; 
Then  how  their  inmost  souls  are  griev'd ! 

4  But  when  their  pains  succeed, 

And  from  the  tender  blade 
The  ripening  ears  proceed, 

Their  toils  qje  overpaid: 
No  harvest  joy  can  equal  theirs, 
To  find  the  fruit  of  all  their  cares. 

COUNCIL  AND  CONFERENCE  MEETINGS. 
253  A  prayer/or  union  in  council.  Ij.  M. 

INDULGENT  God  of  love  and  pow'r, 
Be  with  us  at  this  place  and  hour ! 
Smile  on  our  souls ;  our  plans  approve, 
By  which  we  seek  to  spread  thy  love. 

2  Let  each  discordant  thought  be  gone, 
And  love  unite  our  hearts  in  one : 
Let  all  we  have  and  are,  combine 

To  forward  objects  so  divine. 

3  0,  may  we  feel  the  worth  of  souls, 
Be  men  of  God,  whom  grace  controls, 
Fight  the  good  fight,  and  win  the  crown, 
And  by  our  Father's  side  sit  down. 

164 


L( 


OKI  Meeting  for  council.  H    M 

Acts  15:  6.        KJm  Ay±- 

ORD,  in  thy  presence  here  we  meet 
May  we  in  thee  be  found ! 
0,  make  the  place  divinely  sweet, 
And  let  thy  grace  abound. 

2  With  harmony  thy  servants  bless, 

That  we  may  own  to  thee 
How  good,  how  sweet,  how  pleasant  'tis, 
When  brethren  all  agree. 

3  May  Zion's  good  be  kept  in  view, 

And  bless  our  feeble  aim, 
That  all  we  undertake  to  do, 
May  glorify  thy  name. 

BAPTISM. 

CtF^f\       We  are  buried  with  him  by  baptism,      r]     TVf 
A'JJ  Horn.  6:4.         **    x  L' 

BURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave 
The  great  Redeemer  lies  ; 
Faith  views  him  in  the  wat'ry  grave, 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  Thus  do  his  willing  saints,  to-day, 

Their  ardent  zeal  express, 
And,  in  the  Lord's  appointed  way, 
Fulfil  all  righteousness. 

3  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread, 

And  would  his  cause  maintain — 
Like  him  be  number'd  with  the  dead, 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

i)Ka  The  baptism  of  Christ.  QQ    7  a  Xr  4. 

Matt.  3  :  13-17.        °b>    '  b  **  *■ 

'0  the  flowing  stream  of  Jordan 
Lo !  the  King  of  Zion  came ; 
There  the  ancient  Baptist  waited, 
165 


r 


THE  CH-URCII. 

To  immerse  the  spotless  Lamb: 

They  descended 
To  the  Saviour's  wat'ry  tomb. 

2  Thus  baptiz'd,  the  great  Redeemer 

Show'd  the  way  his  saints  should  tread, 
And,  when  rising  from  the  water, 
God  approv'd  and  blest  the  deed, 

And  the  Spirit 
Rested  on  his  sacred  head ! 

3  Come,  then,  ye  who  love  the  Saviour, 

Fear  not  now  to  own  your  Lord, 
Joyful  though  the  world  should  scorn  you, 
Follow  Christ,  obey  his  word: 

He'll  defend  you — 
Fear  ye  not  to  follow  'him! 

4  Hear  the  Saviour  saying  to  you, 

From  his  glorious  throne  above — 
Ye  who  trust  in  me  for  pardon, 
By  obedience  show  your  love  : 

Be  baptized, 
My  example  shows  the  way. 

5  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  to  follow 

In  the  way  which  thou  didst  tread ; 
We  will  turn  from  ev'ry  other, 
While  thy  sacred  word  we  read : 

0,  Redeemer! 
Gladly  now  we'll  follow  thee  ! 

257  Salem'sbrightKing.  G.  P.  M. 

SALEM'S  bright  King,  Jesus  by  name, 
In  former  time  to  Jordan  came, 
All  righteousness  to  fill  ; 
'T  was  there  the  ancient  Baptist  stood, 
Whose  name  was  John,  a  man  of  God, 
To  do  his  Master's  will. 
166 


BAPTISM. 

2  Down  in  old  Jordan's  rolling  stream, 
The  Baptist  led  the  holy  Lamb, 

And  there  did  him  baptize; 
Jehovah  saw  his  darling  Son, 
And  was  well  pleas'd  with  what  he'd  done, 

And  owned  him  from  the  skies. 

3  Come,  converts,  come,  his  voice  obey, — 
Salem's  great  King  has  mark'd  the  way, 

And  has  a  crown  prepar'd; 
O  then  arise,  and  give  consent, 
Walk  in  the  way  that  Jesus  went, 

And  have  a  great  reward. 

4  Believers,  come,  now  gather  'round, 
And  let  your  joyful  songs  abound, 

With  cheerful  hearts  arise; 
See — here  is  water,  here  is  room, 
A  loving  Saviour  calling,  Come, 

Ye  converts,  be  baptized. 

5  Behold,  his  servant  waiting  stands, 
With  willing  heart  and  ready  hands, 

To  wait  upon  the  bride; 
Ye  candidates,  your  hearts  prepare, 
And  let  us  join  in  solemn  pray'r, 

Down  by  the  water  side. 

258  Christ  our  Exemplar.  CM. 

JESUS  the  cross  for  me  endur'd, 
And  all  its  shame  despised : — 
And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  O  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptized? 

2  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood? 
And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed, 
That 's  worthy  of  my  God  ? 
167 


THE   CHURCH. 


3  0  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love 
Eeproves  my  cold  delays ; 
And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 


O  K  Q     His  commandments  are  not  grievous.     C\    A/f 
1  John  5:3.         Kj'  lV1* 

"T  is  a  very  pleasant  thing 
To  follow  Christ  our  Lord  ; 
And  thus  obey  our  heav'nly  King, 
According  to  his  word. 


r 


2  Down  to  the  water-side  we  go, 

By  Christ's  example  led; 

Into  the  same  we  come  also, 

As  did  our  glorious  Head. 

3  Saviour,  we  bless  thy  wondrous  name, 

For  thy  example  bright; 
We  love  to  imitate  the  same, 
As  thou  dost  us  invite. 

260  A  prayer  for  the  baptized.  CM. 

LET  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 
Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declar'd 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race, 
And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way,    • 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

3  Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death, 

That  we  thy  life  may  prove— 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 
And  of  thy  crown  above. 
168 


BAPTISM. 

261  After  baptism.  C.  M. 

PEOCLAIM,  saith  Christ,  my  wondrous 
To  all  the  sons  of  men  ;  [grace 

He  that  believes  and  is  baptiz'd, 
Salvation  shall  obtain. 

2  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  declar'd, 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race ; 
And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

262  Buried  by  baptism.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

THOU  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus, 
"  Take  thy  cross  and  follow  me  ;" 
Shall  the  word  with  terror  seize  us  ? 
Shall  we  from  the  burden  flee? 

Lord,  I'll  take  it, 
And,  rejoicing,  follow  thee. 

2  While  this  liquid  tomb  surveying, 
Emblem  of  my  Saviour's  grave, 
Shall  I  shun  its  brink,  betraying 
Feelings  worthy  of  a  slave? 

No!  I'll  enter: 
Jesus  entered  Jordan's  wave. 

o  Blessed  sign  which  thus  reminds  me, 
Saviour,  of  thy  love  for  me! 
Buc  more  blest  the  love  that  binds  me, 
In  its  deathless  bonds  to  thee : 

O  what  pleasure, 
Buried  with  my  Lord  to  be! 
169 


THE   CHURCH. 

4  Should  it  rend  some  fond  connection, 
Should  I  suffer  shame  or  loss, 
Still  the  fragrant,  blest  reflection, 
I  have  been  where  Jesus  was, 

Will  revive  me, 
When  I  faint  beneath  the  cross. 

263  Baptism  is  not  regeneration.  0.  M. 

THE  sacraments  are  holy  signs 
And  precious  gospel  seals; 
They  'xhibit  what  the  Lord  designs, 
And  what  his  word  reveals. 

2  But  these  are  not  themselves  the  grace 

Which  signs  and  seals  set  forth; 
The  supper's  not  the  sacrifice, 
Nor  water  the  new  birth. 

3  The  sacraments  were  never  meant 

A  substitute  for  grace, 
They  're  not  the  truths  they  represent, 
Nor  must  they  take  their  place. 

4  Sinners  may  publicly  profess, 

And  signs  arid  seals  receive, 

Of  what  they  never  did  possess, 

Of  what  they  don't  believe. 

5  But  Christ,  by  his  own  pow'rful  blood,    . 

Ascends  above  the  skies; 
And,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 

264  The  mode  defined.  L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
On  these  baptismal  subjects  move ; 
That  they,  through  love  and  grace  divine, 
May  have  the  substance  with  the  sign. 
170 


BArriSM. 

2  We  to  this  place  are  come  to  show 
What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe; 
The  Saviour'-s  footsteps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 

3  When  Christ  his  offering  was  to  make, 
He  often  of  a  baptism  spake. 

And  0 !  how  straitened  was  he,  till 
He  had  fulfilled  his  Father's  will. 

4  A  double  baptism  he  displayed. 
Ere  all  the  mighty  debt  was  paid. 
He  was  immersed  in  Jordan's  flood, 
And  then  baptized  in  sweat  and  blood. 

5  When  wrestling  in  Gethsemane, 
He  showed  baptism  how  to  be: 
Be  forward  went  a  little  space, 

Fell  three  times  down  upon  his  face. 

6  Thus  was  foreshowed  the  mode  and  plan, 
The  Son  of  God  laid  down  for  man ; 
Thus  trine  immersion  was  portrayed, 
When  in  his  sweat  and  blood  he  laid. 

7  Dear  converts,  then  your  Lord  pursue, 
And  walk  the  path  he  trod  for  you; 
Take  up  your  cross  with  willing  heart, 
That  you  may  have  with  him  a  part. 

265  C.  M 

LAMB  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
I  yield  myself  to  thee ; 
For  thou  hast  borne  my  every  pain, 

And  sin  wast  made  for  me; 
For  thou  hast  worn  this  feeble  flesh 

And  felt  this  aching  heart, 
And  tasted  all  the  bitterness 
Life's  anguish  can  impart. 
171 


0 


THF   CHURCH. 

2  0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 

This  day  I  put  thee  on  ; 
For  thou  hast  purged  niy  guilty  stain, 

And  made  me  all  thine  own; 
I  dedicate,  O,  Lord,  to  thee, 

My  eveiy  part  and  power; 
And  pray  that  thou  wilt  ever  be 

My  stronghold  and  my  tower. 

3  0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 

That  all  through  thee  might  live  ; 
Some  sinful  hearts  this  day  constrain 

Thy  mercy  to  receive. 
Look  down,  look  down  upon  thy  church, 

In  faith  assembled  here ; 
And  let  thy  Spirit  move  all  hearts 

To  sympathy  and  prayer. 

FEET-WASHING. 
266  Ordinance  of  washing  feet.  Li.  M. 

WHEN  Jesus  Christ  wras  here  below 
He  taught  his  people  what  to  do  : 
And  would  we  yield  obedience  meet, 
We  must  descend  to  washing  feet. 

2  For  on  the  night  he  was  betray'd, 
He  for  us  all  a  pattern  laid  : 
When  supper  ends,  he  from  his  seat 
Arose  and  washed  his  brethren's  feet. 

The  Lord,  who  made  the  earth  and  sky, 
Arose,  and  laid  his  garments  by, 
And  washed  their  feet — to  show  that  we 
Should  always  kind  and  humble  be. 

He  washed  their  feet,  tho'  they  were  clean  ; 
Nor  did  he  mean  to  cleanse  from  sin ; — 
But  Peter  said,  "It  shall  not  be; 
Thou  shalt  not  stoop  to  washing  me." 
172 


o 


FEET- WASHING. 

5  Then  Jesus  said,  "If  you  refuse, 
And  will  not  my  instructions  choose, 
Thou  hast  no  part  or  lot  with  me :" 
Then  Peter  yielded  willingly. 

6  Like  Peter — some  still  disobejT 

"  'T  is  not  essential,"  they  will  say  ; 
But  such  a  pretext  will  not  stand 
Before  our  Saviour's  plain  command : — 

7  "  You  call  me  Lord,  and  Master  too ; 
Then  do  as  I  have  done  to  you : 
Keep  all  my  words  and  laws,  complete, 
And  prove  your  love,  by  washing  feet. 

8  "Ye  shall  be  happy,  if  ye  know 
And  do  these  things,  by  faith,  below  ; 
And  I  will  guide  you,  till  you  die, 
And  then  receive  your  souls  on  high." 

267        Feet-washing  a  church  ordinance.         0.  M. 

I'N  Jesus'  name  once  more  we  meet, 
To  honor  him  who  said  : 
Ye  ought  to  wash  each  other's  feet, 
As  I  the  way  have  led. 

2  Then  come,  like  loving  brethren,  bound 

To  tread  the  paths  he  trod  ; 
Come,  do  his  will,  and  walk  the  ground, 
Which  leads  to  heav'n  and  God. 

3  Shall  we  forget  the  sacred  rite 

Our  dying  Lord  ordain'd, 
Upon  that  dark  and  solemn  night, 
When  he  our  woe-cup  drain'd? 

4  With  words  of  love,  sublime  and  sweet, 

He  cheer'd  each  fainting  heart,  [feet. 

And  wash'd,  and  wip'd  those  loved   ones' 
From  whom  he  soon  must  part. 
173 


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THE   CHURCH. 

5  Girded  to  serve,  the  Lord  of  all, 
Thus  taught  humility; 

And  still  his  voice  doth  on  us  call, 
"  Fear  not,  but  follow  me. 

6  "  If  I,  your  Lord  and  Master,  thought, 
A  servant's  office  meet, 

Be  not  ashamed,  but  know  ye  ought 
To  wash  each  other's  feet." 

7  Yea,  Lord,  we  will  remember  Thee, 
And  keep  this  plain  command; 

O,  may  our  hearts  obedient  be, 
In  one  united  band. 

268  Christ  our  Example.  L.  M. 

mi-IE  Church  of  God  believes  it  right, 
JL     To  think  and  do  as  Jesus  bade, 
i'i  '  '•'■-'.     When  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night 
He  gave  his  law,  and  plainly  said : — 

2  Mark  the  example  which  I  give; 

Keep  it,  and  show  your  mutual  love : 
My  precepts  do,  and  you  shall  live 
In  bliss  below,  and  heaven  above. 

3  My  brethren,  do  we  love  the  Lord? 

And  are  we  bound  in  union  yet? 
If  so,  like  Jesus,  let  us  bow, 
And  let  us  wash  each  other's  feet. 

4  Now,  Lord,  we'll  wash  thy  people's  feet. 

And  here  enjoy  their  fond  embrace; 
Each  with  a  kiss  of  friendship  greet ; 
And  hope  in  love  to  see  thy  face. 

5  And  then  we'll  feast  on  heavenly  love, 

And  find  our  joys  to  be  complete: 

Yes,  then  we'll  sing  thy  praise  above, 

And  bow,  with  angels,  at  thy  feet. 

174 


FEET-WASHING 

269  Feet-washing  enjoined.  o.  JVt, 

BEHOLD!— Our  blessed  Lord 
Met  with  his  chosen  band, 
And  said  to  them,  in  act  and  word, 
"Keep  this,  my  plain  command." 

2  He  laid  his  garments  by, 

Upon  that  doleful  night, 
When  earth  and  hell  combined,  to  try 
Man's  only  hope  to  blight. 

3  Then  did  our  humble  Lord 

With  towel  girded  stand, 

A  basin,  full  of  water  pour'd, 

Held  in  his  sacred  hand ; 

4  And  lo ! — he  washed  their  feet ! 

And  then  he  wiped  tiiem  dry ! 
And  taught  them,  thus,  a  lesson  meet, 
Of  deep  humility. 

5  "Know  ye  what  I  have  done?" 

Said  he  to  one  and  all ; 
"  I  have  to  you  a  pattern  shown, — 
Whom  ye  your  Master  call; 

6  "  As  I  have  washed  your  feet, 

To  show  my  love  for  you: 
Ye  ought  to  wash  each  other's  feet, 
And  show  your  love  is  true. 

7  "The  servant  must  not  claim 

To  be  above  his  Lord;" — 
Then,  Lord,  be  this  my  constant  aim, 
To  keep  thy  sacred  word. 
175 


THE   CHURCH. 

THE  LOVE-FEAST. 

2n<\  Love  is  the  fulfilling  of  the  law.         p    \\ 

/u  ilom.  13:  10.     u'  m' 

T7"E  follow'rs  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
X      Who  round  his  table  draw, 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
Fulfilling  all  God's  law. 

2  The  love  which  all  his  bosom  filled 

Did  all  his  actions  guide; 
Inspir'd  by  love,  he  liv'd  and  taught, 
Inspir'd  by  love,  he  died. 

3  Let  each  the  sacred  law  fulfill ; 

Like  his  be  ev'ry  mind; 
Be  ev'ry  temper  form'd  by  love, 
And  ev'ry  action  kind. 

4  Let  none  who  call  themselves  his  friends 

Disgrace  the  honor'd  name, 
But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove 
The  title  which  they  claim. 


I 


071  All  things  are  ready :  come.  p    TVf 

««  L  Matt.  22:  4.         KJ'  J>J- 

N  memory  of  the  Saviour's  blood, 
We  hold  this  feast  of  love; 
Rejoicing  in  the  love  of  God, 
Who  calls  us  from  above. 

2  Here  let  us  all  his  love  adore, 

And  praise  his  gracious  name; 
Let  grateful  joy  fill  every  heart, 
Let  all  his  love  proclaim. 

3  As  we  are  all  invited  here, 

These  blessings  to  receive; 
So  God  is  calling  far  and  near, 
For  all  to  come  and  live. 
176 


SALUTATION. 

4  O  who  will  not  obey  his  call ; 

0  who  can  still  delay; 

While  free  salvation  yet  proclaims 

The  mercy  of  to-day. 
b  0  happy  day,  when  all  shall  meet 
<%  That  here  his  call  obey; 

O  happy  day — the  joy,  how  sweet, 

Of  that  celestial  day. 

SALUTATION. 

cy  iji)  Lei  brotherly  love  continue.  \ ,    \l 

«*'*  Heb.13:  1.        **'  m 

HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds,' 
In  sweet  communion,  kindred  minds . 
How  swift  the  heav'nly  course  they  run, 
And  strive  the  crown  of  life  to  win! 
Come  let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands, 

All  in  one  band  completely ; 
We're  marchingthro'  Immanoel's  land, 
Where  the  waters  flow  so  sweetly. 

2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  watchful  love,  wiiat  holy  fear! 
How  doth  the  gen'rous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe ; 
Their  ardent  pray'rs  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  They're  one  in  life  and  one  in  death — 
One  in  their  joy,  their  trust,  their  faith; 
One  in  their  hope  of  rest  above, 

One  in  each  other's  faithful  love. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
When  dimly  burns  frail  nature's  fire; 
In  heav'n  it  will  the  brighter  burn, 
Since  there  the  graces  are  matur'd. 

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THE   CHURCH. 

THE  LORD'S  SUPPER— THE 
COMMUNION. 

070  "It  is  finished."  Qq    7c  Ar  4 

* '  3  Jolm  19  :  30.         Ob,  <  b  06  *. 

HARK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mer^y 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Snakes  the  earth  and  vails  the  sky  I 

Itisfinish'd! 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finish'd  !  0  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  word?  afford ; 

Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

It  is  finish'd ! 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finish'd  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law ; 
Finish'd  all  that  God  had  promis'd, 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 

It  is  finish'd ! 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 

4  Happy  souls,  approach  the  table, 

Taste  the  soul-reviving  food; 
Nothing  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant 
As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 

It  is  finish'd ! 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 

5  Tune  your  hearts  anew,  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name — 

Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb! 
178 


TBE   COMMUNION. 

017  A  The  effects  of  a  view  of  the  cross.  J^   \t 

WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  Lord ; 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most 
I  sacrifice  to  Jesus'  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet. 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

c\rrK  This  do  in  remembrance  of  me.  H,    "\f 

L  *  °  Luke  22 :  19.         V"  JXLm 

JESUS!  thy  love  shall  we  forget: 
And  never  bring  to  mind 
The  grace  that  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
And  bade  us  pardon  find  ? 

2  Shall  we  thy  life  of  grief  forget, 

Thy  fasting  and  thy  pray'r; 
Thy  locks  with  mountain  vapors  wet, 
To  save  us  from  despair  ? 

3  Gethsemane,  can  we  forget — 

Thy  struggling  agony — 
When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 
And  none  to  watch  with  thee  ? 

4  Can  we  the  crown  of  thorns  forget — 

The  buffeting  and  shame; 
When  hell  thy  sinking  soul  beset, 
And  earth  revil'd  thy  name? 
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A 


THE  CHURCH. 

5  The  nails,  the  spear  can  we  forget, 

The  agonizing  cry  : — 
"  My  God !  my  Father !  wilt  thou  let 
Thy  Son  forsaken  die?" 

6  Life's  highest  joys  we  may  forget — 

Our  kindred  cease  to  love; 
-  But  he  that  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
Our  constancy  shall  prove. 

OT/?      And  when  they  had  sung  a  hymn,  etc.    Q    AT 
Matt.  26:  30.       °- iU- 

PARTING  hymn  we  sing, 
Around  thy  table,  Lord  ; 
Again  our  grateful  tribute  bring, 
Our  solemn  vows  record. 

2  Here  have  we  seen  thy  face, 

And  felt  thy  presence  here; 
So  may  the  savor  of  thy  grace 
In  word  and  life  appear. 

3  The  purchase  of  thy  blood — 

By  sin  no  longer  led — 
The  path  our  dear  Redeemer  trod 
May  we  rejoicing  tread. 

4  In  self-forgetting  love 

Be  Christian  union  shown, 
Until  we  join  the  Church  above, 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 

077  "  This  is  my  body."  T.    AT 

* '  '  Matt.  26 :  26.         "u>  xu* 

jrn  WAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
X     When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes— 
2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd,  and  brake  : 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 
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THE   COMMUNION. 

3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin : 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food;" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  wine: 
"  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood." 

4  "  Do  this,"  he  cried,  "till  time  shall  end, 

In  memory  of  your  dying  friend ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 
The  love*  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb. 

278  S.  M. 

&LORY  to  God  on  high  ! 
Our  peace  is  made  with  heaven  ; 
The  Son  of  God  came  down  to  die, 
That  we  might  be  forgiven. 

2  His  precious  blood  was  shed, 

His  body  bruised,  for  sin ; 
Remember  this  in  eating  bread, 
And  this  in  drinking  wine. 

3  Approach  his  sacred  board. 

In  his  rich  garments  clad; 
Join  every  tongue  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  every  heart  be  glad. 

4  The  Father  gives  the  Son  ; 

The  Son  his  flesh  and  blood; 
The  Spirit  applies,  and  faith  puts  on 
The  righteousness  of  God. 

279         To  be  sung  ai  the  Lord's  Supper.        CM. 

LORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place 
181 


THE   CHUECn. 

2  We  who  were  all  denied  by  sin, 

And  rebels  to  our  God ; 
We  who  have  crucified  thy  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  "Eat,  O  my  friends,"  the  Saviour  cries, 

"The  feast  was  made  for  you  ; 
For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  died, 
And  rose,  and  triumph'd  too." 

5  With  humble  faith  and  bleeding  heart, 

Lord,  we  accept  thy  love  ; 
'T  is  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had, 
What  will  it  be  above  ? 

FELLOWSHIP  AND  UNITY. 

O  Q  H  The  danger  of  divisions.  (~)    \T 

AOK)  Acts  20  :  29.         Kjm  1VJ- 

JESUS,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
To  thee  for  help  we  fly  ; 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep, 
For  0,  the  wolf  is  nigh. 

'2  He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full, 
To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay  ; 
He  seizes  ev'ry  straggling  soul 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take, 

And  gather  with  thine  arm  ; 
Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 
The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  pow'r, 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  side ; 
The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 
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FELLOWSHIP  AND  UNITY. 

5  0  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 

The  souls  that  here  agree  ; 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee. 

6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 

ofti  The  saints  but  one  family.  f]    TW" 

^01  Epli.  1:  10.        v'  xVJ- 

THE  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 
But  one  communion  make; 
Join'd  to  their  Lord,  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  commands  wTe  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  cross'd  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  Lo  !  thousands  to  their  endless  home 

Are  swiftly  borne  away  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  must  launch  as  they. 

5  Lord  Jesus !  be  our  constant  guide ! 

Then,  when  the  word  isgiv'n, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heav'n. 

qoo  The  union  of  brethren  pleasant.         Q    jy^ 

O  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 
Are  brethren  that  agree  ! 
Brethren  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 
Tn  bands  of  piety. 
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THE   CHURCH. 

2  When  streams  of  love,  from  Christ  the 

Descend  to  ev'ry  soul,  [spring, 

And  heav'nly  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'T  is  like  the  oil  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head: 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'T  is  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distill. 

ogo  Bear  ye  one  another'' s  burden.  Q    M 

TRY  us,  0  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  ev'ry  sinful  heart ; 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
0,  bid  it  all  depart ! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  the  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 
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FELLOWSHIP  AND  UNITY. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 
Receive  thy  ready  bride  : 
Give  us  in  heav'n  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  sanctified. 

284  Joy  in  unity.  L.  M. 

HOW  would  my  heart  rejoice,  to  see 
The  friends  in  Jesus  all  agree  ; 
And  all  to  one  another  say, 
We'll  tread  along  the  good  old  way. 

2  How  sweet  the  place  where  union  dwells, 
When  love  divine  each  bosom  swells  ; 
When  ties  of  grace  together  bind 

And  ev'ry  action  proves  them  kind. 

3  How  bright  the  light  when  love  adorns, 
'  T  is  like  a  lamp  when  bright  it  burns ; 
By  this  beholders  still  may  see, 

Who  Jesus'  true  disciples  be. 

4  It  is  a  mark  by  Jesus  given. 

And  shews  us  who  can  get  to  heaven  ; 
This  mark,  tho'  ancient,  yet  is  true, 
And  shines  when  worn,  as  always  new. 

5  O  may  the  church  this  image  bear, 
The  pledge  of  love  forever  wear  ; 
Perfection's  bonds  unite  in  one, 
Like  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

C)QK        Looking  for  that  blessed  hope.         f]    p    \| 
ZOJ  Titus  2:  13.    V-  r  •  iV1- 

COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
My  comrades  in  the  wilderness, 
Who  feel  your  sorrows  still ; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  that  celestial  hill. 
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0 


THE  CHURCH. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heav'nly  place, 

The  saint's  secure  abode  ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
Shall  there  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

THE  ANOINTING. 

286  A  prayer  m  affliction.  OS. 

THOU  whose  compassionate  care 
Does  all  of  thy  creatures  sustain, 
Now  graciously  teach  me  to  bear 
The  weight  of  affliction  and  pain. 

2  Though  cheerless  my  days  seem  to  flow, 

Though  weary  and  wakeful  my  nights, 
What  comfort  it  gives  me  to  know 
'  T  is  the  hand  of  a  Father  that  smites ! 

3  A  tender  Physician  thou  art, 

Who  woundest  in  order  to  heal, 
And  comfort  divine  dost  impart 
To  soften  the  anguish  we  feel. 

4  .0,  let  this  affliction  be  blest, 

And  answer  thy  gracious  design ; 
Then  grant  that  my  soul  may  find  rest 
In  comforts  so  healing  as  thine. 

OQT  Call  for  the  elders  of  the  church.         T.    "XT 

^rk/  James  5:  14.       JM  m* 

WHEN  struggling  on  the  bed  of  pain, 
And  earth  and  all  its  joys  are  vain, 
How  sweet,  my  God,  to  know  thy  pow'r 
Sustains  me  in  this  trying  hour. 
186 


CHUKCH  DEDICATION. 

2  I  would  thy  holy  word  obey 
E'en  while  upon  my  bed  I  lie: 
I  call  the  elders  here,  0  Lord, 
To  do  according  to  thy  word. 

3  And  while  the  oil'  s  by  faith  applied, 
O  may  my  soul  be  sanctified 

By  the  blest  unction  from  above, 
And  then  be  fill'd  with  heav'nly  love. 

4  Then  shall  my  cheerful,  grateful  tongue, 
In  rapt'rous  strains  thy  praise  prolong  ; 
My  ransom'd  soul  adore  thy  grace, 
And  swifter  run  the  heav'nly  race. 

5  Or,  should  my  days  be  near  their  end, 
And  I  through  death  my  steps  must  wend, 
Then,  O  my  Lord,  receive  me  home, 

To  mingle  with  the  blood-wash'd  throng. 

CHUKCH  DEDICATION. 

C)QQ  My  name  shall  be  there.  C\    M 

Z°^  1  Kings  8:  29.    U*  1VJ" 

OTHOU,  wThose  own  vast  temple  stands, 
Built  over  earth  and  sea, 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee ! 

2  Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  courts  to  bide, 
The  peace  that  dwelleth  without,  end, 
Serenely  by  thy  side. 

3  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  taught  the  better  way; 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthen'd  as  they  pray. 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallow'd  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

9  Q  0  Bethel— the  house  of  God.  T ,    A  f 

^OJ  Gen.  28:  19.         XJm  m" 

OBOW  thine  ear,  eternal  One; 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee  the  follow'rs  of  thy  Son 
Have  rais'd  and  now  devote  these  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  giv'n, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heav'n. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  pray'r, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung, 
On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others'  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn. 

CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE— 
AFFLICTIONS  AND  TRIALS. 

OQO  The  rivers  shall  not  overflow  Uiee.     f]    \ff 

^yu  Isaiah  43:  2.        ^'  iVJ- 

AFFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 
Where  wrave  resounds  to  wave ; 
Though  o'er  our  heads  the  billows  roll, 
We  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  When  darkness,  and  when  sorrows  rose, 
And  press'd  on  ev'ry  side, 
The  Lord  hath  still  sustain'd  our  steps, 
And  still  hath  been  our  guide. 
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AFFLICTIONS  AND  TEIALS. 

3  Perl  raps,  before  the  morning  dawn, 

He  will  restore  our  peace ; 
For  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

4  Here  we  will  rest,  here  build  our  hopes— 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod; 
He's  more  to  us  than  all  the  world — 
Our  Health,  our  Life,  our  God. 

291  Live  to  die  in  Christ.  L.  M. 

LIVE,  while  you  live,  in  mortal  days, 
To  seek  God's  honor,  and  his  praise ; 
Live,  while  in  life,  to  do  his  will, 
And  ne'er  submit  to  doing  ill. 

2  Let  Christ  be  all  your  theme  below, 
While  traveling  through  this  world  of  woe, 
Keep  near  his  side  in  transient  days, 
And  follow  him  in  all  his  ways. 

3  Then,  when  your  closing  scenes  prevail, 
When  all  you  have  on  earth  shall  fail, 
And  all  a  foolish  world  admires, 

Or  passion  craves,  or  pride  desires, 

4  At  that  important  hour  of  need, 
Jesus  shall  prove  a  friend  indeed; 
His  hand  shall  smooth  thy  dying  bed, 
His  arm  sustain  thy  drooping  head 

5  And  when  the  painful  struggle 's  o'er, 
And  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more, 
He'll  bear  his  faithful  child  away, 

To  rapture  and  eternal  day. 

6  Come,  then,  be  his  in  every  part; 
Give  him  not  less  than  all  thy  heart ; 
Then    shalt    thou,    with    that    heav'nly 

throng, 
His  everlasting  praise  prolong. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

o  Qo  Songs  in  the  night-  C]    M 

LzL  Job  35:  10.         KJ'  m* 

0THOU  who  dry'st  the  mourner's  tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  by  sorrows  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee ! 

2  The  friends  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 

When  winter  comes  are  flown  ; 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 

3  But  Christ  can  heal  that  broken  heart, 

Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

4  0,  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  his  wing  of  love 
Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom, 
Our  peace-branch  from  above. 

5  Then  sorrow,  touch'd  by  him,  grows  bright, 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray ; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light, 
We  never  saw  by  day. 

OQO  Rejoicing  in  tribulation.  T.    M 

ZV.y  2  Cor.  7:  4.         XJ*  m' 

OLOVE  divine,  that  stoop'd  to  share 
Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear, 
On  thee  we  cast  each  earth-born  care, 
We  smile  at  pain  while  thou  art  near ! 
P.  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 
And  sorrow  crown  each  ling'ring  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread, 

Our  hearts  still  whisp'ring,  thou  art  near ! 
3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief, 
And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murm'ring  wind,  the  quiv'ring  leaf, 
Shall  softly  tell  us,  thou  art  near! 
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AFFLICTIONS  AND  TRIALS. 

294  Afflictions  welcomed.  7s  &  6s 

THOUGH  hard  the  winds  are  blowing, 
And  loud  the  billows  roar  ; 
Full  swiftly  are  we  going 
To  our  dear  native  shore. 

2  The  billows  breaking  o'er  us, 

The  storms  that  round  us  swell, 
Are  aiding  to  restore  us 
To  all  we  lov'd  so  well. 

3  So  sorrow  often  presses 

Life's  mariner  along; 
Afflictions  and  distresses 
Are  gales  and  billows  strong. 

4  The  sharper  and  severer 

The  storm  of  life  we  meet, 
The  sooner  and  the  nearer 
Is  heaven's  eternal  seat. 

5  Come,  then,  afflictions  dreary, 

Sharp  sickness  pierce  my  breast— 
You  only  bear  the  weary 
More  quickly  home  to  rest. 

295  The  pilgrim's  hopes.  8  &  7 

DARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert, 
Through  which  pilgrims  make  their 
Yet  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow  way, 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  day: 
Fiends,  loud  howling  through  the  desert, 

Make  them  tremble  as  they  go, 
And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 
Often  bring  their  courage  low. 

2  Oh,  young  pilgrims,  are  you  weary 
Of  the  roughness  of  the  way  ? 
Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you, 
And  your  vigor  to  decay  ? 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

Jesus,  Jesus  will  go  with  you, 
He  will  lead  you  to  his  throne, 

He  who  dyed  his  garments  for  you, 
And  the  wine-press  trod  alone. 

3  He  whose  thunders  shake  creation, 

He  who  bid  the  planets  roll, 
He  who  rides  upon  the  tempest, 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole. 
Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels, 

Ready  to  obey  command  ; 
They  are  always  hov'ring  round  you, 

Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

OQ^J         Thouhast  delivered  my  soul.  etc.  f]    "Vf 

*y°  Psalm  116:  8.        ^'  m 

MY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 
The  remnant  of  my  days : 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renew'd, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 
Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hov'ring  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

5  Calmly  I  bow'd  my  fainting  head 
On  thy  dear,  faithful  breast ; 
Pleas' d  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

5  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 

Did  I  my  soul  resign, 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

6  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command  I  come; 
Nor  will  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
To  mv  celestial  home. 
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AFFLICTIONS   AND  TRIALS. 

297  Clirisl  sympathizes  with  us.    L.  M.  6  lines, 

WHEN  gath'ring  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who  not  in  vain 
Experienced  every  human  pain; 
He  feels  my  griefs,  he  sees  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heav'nly  wisdom's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  ill  I  would  not  do ; 
Sjill  he  who  felt  temptation's  pow'r, 
.  Shall  guard  me  in  that  dang'rous  hour. 

3  And  0 !  when  I  have  safely  pass'd 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last; 
Still,  still  unchanging  watch  beside 
My  bed  Of  death  ;  for  thou  hast  died : 
Then  point  to  realms  of  endless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

298  The  best  protection.     '      8s,  7s  &  4. 

WHY  those  fears?    Behold,  't  is  Jesus 
Holds  the  helm  and  guides  the  ship; 
Spread  the  sails,  and  catch  the  breezes 
Sent  to  waft  us  through  the  deep, 

To  the  regions 
Where  the  mourners  cease  to  weep. 

2  Rendered  safe  by  his  protection, 

We  shall  pass  the  watery  waste ; 
Trusting  to  his  wise  direction, 
We  shall  gain  the  port  at  last, 

And  with  wonder 
Think  on  toils  and  dangers  past. 

3  Oh,  what,  pleasures  there  await  us  I 

There  the  tempests  cease  to  roar ; 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

There  it  is  that  those  who  hate  us 
Shall  molest  our  peace  no  more: 

Trouble  ceases 
On  that  tranquil,  happy  shore  ! 

OQQ     As  thy  days,  so  shall  thy  strength  be.        J^  ]y.J 
JDcutj.  oo  ■  Z5i 

AFFLICTED  saints,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  my  heart  despond  and  say, 
How  shall  1  stand  the  trying  day  ? 
He  has  engaged,  by  firm  decree, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong ; 
And  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee; 
For  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
•  Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name  ; 

In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

5  When  called  to  bear  thy  weighty  cross, 
Or  sore  affliction,  pain  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty, — 

Still  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue  ; 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free, 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

QOH  Why  art  thou  cast  down  f  T,    ~\K 

OUU  Ps.  43:5.       -"•  m' 

BE  still,  my  heart!  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  word  ! 
194 


AFFLICTIONS  AND  TRIALS. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide? 

3  When  first  before  his  mercy  seat, 
Thou  didst  to  him  thy  all  commit; 
He  gave  thee  warrant,  from  that  hour, 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 

4  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  passed, 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last? 

5  He  who  has  help'd  me  hitherto, 
Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through  ; 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  Ebenezers  to  his  praise. 

6  Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road, 
It  leads  thee  home,  apace,  to  God, 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small, 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 

301      We  have  here  no  abiding  city.    M.   ts.   &  4s. 

'M  a  lonely  trav'ler  here, 
Weary,  oppressed ; 
But  my  journey's  end  is  near, 

Soon  shall  I  rest : 
Dark  and  dreary  is  the  way, 

Toiling  I've  come ; 
Ask  me  not  with  you  to  stay, 

Yonder  's  my  home. 
I'm  a  trav'ler  to  a  land 

Where  all  is  fair ; 
Where  are  seen  no  broken  bands, 

All,  all  are  there  ; 
Where  no  tears  shall  ever  fall, 

No  heart  be  sad; 
Where  the  glory  is  for  all, 

And  all  are  glad. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

3  I'm  a  trav'ler,  and  I  go 

Where  all  is  fair ; 
Farewell  all  I've  loved  below; 

I  must  be  there. 
Worldly  honors,  hopes  and  gain, 

All  I  resign ; 
Welcome  sorrow,  grief  and  pain, 

If  heaven  be  mine. 

4  I'm  a  trav'ler ;  call  me  not ; 

Upward 's  my  way  ; 
Yonder  is  my  rest  and  lot ; 

I  cannot  stay. 
Farewell  earthly  pleasures  all ; 

Pilgrim  I'll  roam ; 
Hail  me  not ;  in  vain  you  call ; 

Yonder  's  my  home. 

302    Presence  of  Christ  desired.   P.  M.  lis  &  8s. 

0THOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight, 
On  whom  in  affliction  1  call; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide  resort  with  thy  sheep 

To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove? 

3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  1  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been. 
And  where  with  his  flock  he  is  gone  ? 

5  This  is  my  Beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odors  around  ; 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 

That  waters  the  garden  of  grace, 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face.  [know, 

196 


AFFLICTIONS  AND  TEIALS. 

7  Such  is  my  Beloved,  in  excellence  bright, 
When  pleaa'd  he  looks  down  from  above,  [of  light, 
Like  the  morn,  when  he  breathes  from  the  chambers 
And  comforts  his  people  with  love. 

303  Tlie  doubting  Christian.  M.  7s  &  6s. 

COME,  my  friend,  and  let  us  try, 
For  a  little  season, 
Every  burden  to  lay  by  ; 
Come,  and  let  us  reason. 

2  What  is  this  that  casts  you  down? 

0,  what  can  thus  grieve  you? 
Speak,  and  let  the  worst  be  known : 
Speaking  may  relieve  you. 

3  Christ,  at  times,  by  faith  I  view, 

And  it  doth  relieve  me  ; 
But  my  doubts  return  anew  : 
They  are  those  that  grieve  me. 

4  Troubled  like  the  restless  seas, 

Feeble,  faint  and  fearful ; 
Plagued  with  every  sore  disease, 
How  can  I  be  cheerful? 

5  Think  on  what  your  Saviour  bore 

In  the  gloomy  garden  ; 
Sweating  blood  at  every  pore, 
To  procure  thy  pardon. 

6  View  him  nail'd  upon  the  tree, 

Bleeding,  groaning,  dying ; 
0  that  thou  couldst  to  him  flee, 
On  his  grace  relying  ! 

304  Refuge  for  the  tempted.  M.  7s. 

JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly ; 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh. 
197 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

2  Hide  rne,  0  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last! 

3  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  : 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone ! 
Still  support  and  comfort  me. 

4  All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring;. 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

5  Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Eise  to  all  eternity  ! 

305  The  souVs  only  refuge.  o.  M. 

THOU  refuge  of  my  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  my  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O,  when  doubts  prevail, 

1  fear  to  call  thee  mine; 

The  spring  of  comfort  seems  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  Lord,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust : 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 
198 


ASPIRATIONS. 

ASPIRATIONS. 

306  gt0Mnff/orhoritoim55tn.  CM. 

LAND  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh  ! 


0 


When  will  the  moment  come 
"When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 

And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home? 
No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know, 

No  peaceful  shelt'ring  dome  ; 
This  world  's  a  wilderness  of  woe ; 

Thjs  world  is  not  my  home. 
To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest; 

He  hade  me  cease  to  roam, 
And  fly  for  succor  to  his  breast, 

And  he'd  conduct  me  home. 
I  would  at  once  have  quit  this  place, 

Where  foes  in  fury  roam, 
But,  ah!  my  passport  was  not  seal'd — 

I  could  not  yet  go  home. 
Weary  of  wand'ring  round  and  round 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
I  long  to  leave  th'  unhallow'd  ground, 

And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 


QHT       Communion  with  Christ  in  worship.       T     "\/f 
OU/  John  6:  48.    lJ'  1U* 

FAB  from  my  tho'ts,  vain  world,  begone, 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone; 
Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see  ; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire: 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heav'nly  love. 

3  Haste  then,  but  with  a  smiling  face, 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace ; 
Bring  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine. 

199 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE   AND  EXPERIENCE!, 

4  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare ! 
How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Eedeeming  grace,  and  dying  love. 

QAQ  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread.         T.    \f 

3UO  Matt.  6:  11.    n'  iV1* 

WHILE  others  pray  for  grace  to  die, 
0  Lord,  I  pray  for  grace  to  live ! 
For  ev'ry  hour  a  fresh  supply — 

0  see  my  need,  and  freely  give. 

2  I  do  not  dread  the  hour  of  death — 

If  I  am  thine,  no  fears  remain,— 
I  know  that  with  my  parting  breath 

1  leave  for  ever  mortal  pain. 

3  And  if  it  should  be  then  thy  will 

A  cloud  should  on  the  future  be, 
The  bow  of  promise  spans  it  still, 
I  will  believe — I  need  not  see  ! 

4  E'en  if  the  darkness  should  appear 

Too  deep  for  faith  as  well  as  sight; 
If  I  am  thine,  thou  wilt  be  near, 
And  take  me  to  thy  heav'nly  light. 

5  But  oh,  my  Lord!  in  life's  highway 

I  crave  the  sunshine  of  thy  face ! 
And  every  moment  of  the  day 

I  need  thy  strong  supporting  grace. 

6  My  weary  spirit  can  not  drink 

At  springs  which  rise  from  earth  alone; 
When  I  can  do  no  more,  I  think 
Of  living  waters  from  thy  throne. 
9AQ       The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  lo  hale  evil.       ]Tf    ]£ 

"OW  whilst  I  try  my  heart, 
By  this  unerring  word, 
My  conscience  can  assert, 

I  truly  fear  the  Lord. 
I  cannot  tread  the  paths  of  sin, 
I  long  for  holiness  within. 
200 


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ASPIRATIONS. 

2  Yes,  holiness  of  heart, 

I  would  more  largely  share ; 
I  mourn  with  inward  smart, 

The  evils  that  are  there. 
I  hate  my  thoughts  whenever  vain, 

1  would  from  ev'ry  sin  abstain. 

3  I  hate  this  wretched  pride, 

These  covetous  desires; 
I'd  have  them  crucified, 

For  Christ  my  heart  requires. 
Jesus,  do  thou  these  foes  subdue, 
O  make  me  more  sincere  and  true. 

oifi  The  soul  longing  for  God.  fts 

31U  Psalm  119:  20.    Ub* 

MY  spirit  longs  for  thee 
To  dwell  within  my  breast; 
Although  I'm  unworthy 
Of  so  divine  a  Guest! 

2  Of  so  divine  a  Guest — 

Unworthy  though  I  be, 
Yet  hath  my  heart  no  rest 
Until  it  come  to  thee! 

3  Until  it  come  to  thee; 

In  vain  I  look  around; 
In  all  that  I  can  see, 
No  rest  is  to  be  found ! 

4  No  rest  is  to  be  found 

But  in  thy  bleeding  love ; 
0,  let  my  wish  be  crown'd, 
And  send  it  from  above ! 

mThe  importance  of  religion.  C\    ~\it 

Phil.  3:  8.    Kj'  m- 
RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
Of  mortals  here  below ; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sov'reign  virtue  know. 
201 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

2  More  needful  this  than  glitt'ring  wealth, 

Or  aught  the  world  bestows; 
Not  reputation,  food  or  health, 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom; 
'T  will  fit  us  for  declining  age, 

And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

• 

4  0,  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne, 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued, 
His  government  to  own ! 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 

Be  join'd  with  godly  fear; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

6  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire; 

Let  warm  affections  rise  : 
And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire 
To  mount  above  the  skies. 


0 


312      Perfect  heart  the  Redeemer's  throne.      0.  M. 

FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God  ! 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free; — ■ 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely'  spilt  for  me ; — 

2  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  0  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean ; 
Which  neither  life,  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  who  dwells  within ; — 
202 


ASPIEATIONS. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renew'd, 

And  full  of  love  divine ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  Thy  holy  nature,  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above, 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love. 

31  Q        Desiring  lobe  weaned  from  earth.        T,    \T 
15  Psalm  131:  2.    JJ*  1V1* 

OTHAT  I  could  for  ever  dwell 
With  Mary  at  my  Saviour's  feet, 
And  view  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat ! 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul, 

And  heav'n  brought  in  with  all  its  bliss ; 
0,  is  there  aught  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize — 

A  life  of  pure  and  filial  love, 
When  most  my  follies  I  despise, 

And  raise  the  highest  thoughts  above. 

4  Thus  would  I  live,  till  nature  fail, 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  vail, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 

Qi  A  Nearer  to  thee.  £<,  &■  Av 

James  4:  8.        OS  <5E  4b. 

"EARER,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be — 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee ! 
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CHRISTIAN    LIFE   AND    EXPERIENCE, 

2  Though,  like  the  wanderer — 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone : 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee — 

Nearer  to  thee! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heav'n ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  giv'n ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee— 

Nearer  to  thee! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs, 

Bethel  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee — 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

5  Or,  if  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be — 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 


o  i  K  Thirsting  after  righteousness.  C]    \f 

OLD  Matt.  5:  6.         v*  m' 

THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways,. 
To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace, 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 


0 


2  0  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart! 
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ASPIRATIONS. 

Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit,. 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes; 

Let  no  corrupt  design 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise, 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  My  soul  has  gone  too  far  astray, 

My  feet  too  often  slip  : 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wTand'ring  sheep. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 

'T  is  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 

316  Walking  with  God.  CM 

OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God  ! 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ! 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove  ! — return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 
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5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

317  Longing  to  see  Jesus.  (S  &  6s. 

WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
And  dwell  with  him  above? 
To  drink  the  flowing  fountains 

Of  everlasting  love? 
When  shall  I  be  deliver'd 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 
My  Captain's  gone  before; 

He's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear. 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determin'd 
To  conquer,  though  I  die; 

And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  oflove  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  both  adieu : 
And  you,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  trouble, 
And  trials  on  the  way, 

Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 
And  don't  forget  to  prav. 
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ASPIRATIONS. 

Gird  on  the  heav'nly  armor, 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
And  when  your  warfare's  ended, 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 
0  do  not  be  diseourag'd, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend, 
And  if  you  long  for  knowledge, 

On  him  you  may  depend ; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  often  you  request; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 
318  Zeal,  true  and  false.  0.  M. 

ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 
I    The  fire  of  love  supplies; 
While  that  which  often  bears  the  name 
Is  self  in  a  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce,  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 

He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

4  Yes,  self,  however  well  employed, 

Has  its  own  ends  in  view; 
And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cried, 
"Come,  see  what  I  can  do." 

5  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 

And  be  applauded  here ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

6  0  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 
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319  Preparation  for  death.  C.  M. 

IF  I  must  die,  0  let  me  die 
With  hope  in  Jesus'  blood — 
The  blood  that  saves  from  sin  and  guilt, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 

2  If  I  must  die,  O  let  me  die 

In  peace  with  all  mankind; ' 
And  change  these  fleeting  joys  below 
For  pleasures  more  refined. 

3  If  I  must  die — and  die  I  must- 

Let  some  kind  seraph  come, 
And  bear  me  on  his  friendly  wing 
To  my  celestial  home. 

4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah'stop, 

May  I  but  have  a  view  ; 
Though  Jordan  should  o'erflow  its  banks, 
I'll  boldly  venture  through. 

ASSURANCE. 

QoA  Because  Hive,  ye  shall  live  also.         T,   \f 

John  14  :  19.      U  -iU* 

KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives  ! 

What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives ! 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead; 
He  lives — my  ever-living  Head. 
He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love  ; 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  above  ; 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed  ; 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 
He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death; 
He  lives,  my  mansion  to  prepare— 
He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 
He  lives — all  glory  to  his  name  ! 
He  lives — my  Jesus,  still  the  same; 
0,  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
"  I  know  that  mv  Redeemer  lives  !" 
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BACKSLIDING. 

OOI  Full  assurance.  QQ  &■  ^a 

lThess.  1:  5.  0S  **   'S 

KNOW,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation, 
Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find  in  ev'ry  station 
Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 

2  Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine  ; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee: 
v  Child  of  heav'n,  canst  thou  repine? 

3  God  will  give  thee  grace  to  conquer ; 

Fight  thy  way,  and  get  thy  crown  ; 

Canaan's  land  lies  just  before  thee — 

There  you'll  lay  your  armor  down. 

4  Soon  you'll  close  your  earthly  mission, 

Soon  you'll  pass  your  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition — 
Faith  to  sight,  and  pray'r  to  praise. 

BACKSLIDING. 
Q99  Declension  lamented.  Qg  Jk  <7g 

,NCE,  0  Lord,  thy  garden  flourished, 
Ev'ry  part  look'd  gay  and  green; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 

2  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see ; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

3  Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  see  no  more  below; 

Some,  alas,  we  fear  are  blighted, — 

Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither: 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again; 
0,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  mt  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 
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323  S.  M. 

ONCE  enjoyed  my  Lord, 
Lived  happy  in  his  love, 
Delighted  in  his  holy  word. 
And  sought  my  rest  above. 

2  But  0,  alas,  my  soul, 

Where  is  my  comfort  now ; 
Why  did  I  let  my  love  grow  cold, 
Or  why  to  idols  bow  ? 

3  How  little  did  I  think 

When  I  did  first  begin, 
To  join  a  little  with  the  world 
It  was  so  great  a  sin. 

4  I  thought  I  might  conform, 

Nor  singular  appear, 
Converse  and  dress  as  others  did, 
But  now  I  feel  the  snare. 

5  My  confidence  is  gone, 

I  find  no  words  to  say, 
Barren  and  lifeless  is  my  soul 
When  I  attempt  to  pray. 

6  My  soul,  this  will  not  do, 

Thy  day  is  almost  past 
I  must  repent  and  turn  to  God, 
Or  sink  to  hell  at  last. 

7  Trembling,  to  Christ  I'll  fly, 

And  all  my  sins  confess ; 
At  Jesus'  cross  I'll  humbly  bow, 
And  ask  restoring  grace. 

324   Why  does  the  cause  of  Christ  run  so  low  ?  L.  M. 
A  LAS  !  alas !  why  is  it  so, 
JjL  That  Jesus' cause  rhould  run  so  low? 
Is  love  so  cold  and  faith  so  weak, 
That  few  for  Jesus  now  can  speak  ? 
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2  Where  is  the  love  and  heavenly  zeal, 
That  Christians  formerly  did  feel, 
When  they  did  meet  and  joyfully  tell 
The  love  of  their  Emmanuel? 

3  Once  Zion's  gates  did  much  rejoice, 
When  many  met  with  heart  and  voice, 
And  fill'd  her  courts  with  songs  of  praise 
And  glory  crown'd  the  heavenly  lays. 

4  Young  converts  then  did  praise  the  Lord, 
They  sung  his  praise  with  one  accord  ; 
While  older  Christians  caught  the  flame, 
And  spake  the  glory  of  his  name. 

5  Once  Christians  did  religion  feel, 
Abroad,  at  home,  or  in  the  field, 
And  when  they  saw  each  other's  face, 
Their  theme  was  all  redeeming  grace. 

6  But  now  so  worldly  grown  that  they 
But  seldom  find  a  heart  to  pray ; 
The  Christian  is  but  here  and  there, 
That  daily  seeks  the  Lord  by  pray'r. 

7  Cut  short  these  days,  0  Lord,  and  come 
And  bring  us  humble  round  thy  throne, 
And  we  again  shall  love  thy  laws, 
Again  espouse  thy  bleeding  cause. 

QOK  The  barren  fig-tree.  n    \f 

Matt.  21:  19.        V-  ■»"■• 

EE,  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
A  barren  fig-tree  stands ; 
It  yields  no  fruit,  no  blossom  bears, 
Though  planted  by  his  hands. 


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From  year  to  year  he  seeks  for  fruit, 
And  still  no  fruit  is  found ; 

It  stands,  amid  the  living  trees, 
A  cumb'rer  of  the  ground. 
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3  But,  see,  an  Intercessor  pleads, 

The  barren  tree  to  spare ; 
"Let  justice  still  withhold  his  hand, 
And  grant  another  year. 

4  "  Perhaps  some  means  of  grace  untried 

May  reach  the  stony  heart ; 
The  soft'nihg  dews  of  heav'nly  grace 
May  life  anew  impart. 

5  "But  if  these  means  should  prove  in  vain, 

No  fruits  thy  efforts  crown, 
Then  mercy  shall  no  longer  plead, 
But  justice  cut  it  down." 
326         The  backslider '{progr.  ^     7s,  6s  &  8s. 

JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restor'd, 

On  me  be  all  its  freeness  shown; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
3  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die: 
Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 

Smile  in  thy  gracious  eye  ; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

COMMUNION  WITH  GOD. 

DOT  We  will  come  unto  him.  Q,    "Vf 

John  14:  23.    D*  iV1 

|UR  heav'nly  Father  calls, 
And  Christ  invites  us  near; 
With  both,  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet 
And  our  communion  dear. 
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COMMUNION  WITH  GOD. 

2  God  pities  all  our  griefs: 

He  pardons  ev'ry  day; 
Almighty  to  protect  our  souls, 
And  wise  to  guide  our  wa"y. 

3  How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 

What  various  stores  of  good, 
Diflus'd  from  our  Redeemer's  hand, 
And  purchas'd  with  his  blood ! 

4  Jesus,  our  living  Head, 

We  bless  thy  faithful  care; 
Our  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  our  forerunner  there. 

5  Here  fix,  my  roving  heart! 

Here  wait,  my  warmest  love! 
Till  the  communion  be  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

QC)Q  The  safety  of  believers.  f)    M 

°^°  Acts  27.    SJm     •' 

IF  Paul  in  Caesar's  court  must  stand, 
He  need  not  fear  the  sea; 
Secured  from  harm  on  ev'ry  hand 
By  the  divine  decree. 

2  Though  neither  sun  nor  stars  were  seen, 

Paul  knew  the  Lord  was  near, 

And  faith  preserv'd  his  soul  serene, 

When  others  shook  with  fear. 

3  Believers  thus  are  toss'd  about 

On  life's  temj)estuoiis  main, 
But  grace  assures  beyond  a  doubt, 
They  shall  their  port  attain. 

£  They  must,  they  shall  appear  one  day, 
Before  their  Saviour's  throne; 
The  storms  they  meet  with  by  the  way 
But  make  his  power  known. 
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5  Their  passage  lies  across  the  brink 

Of  many  a  threatening  wave; 
The  world  expects  to  see  them  sink, 
But  Jesus  lives  to  save. 

6  Lord,  though  we  are  but  feeble  worms, 

Yet,  since  thy  word  is  past, 
We'll  venture  through  a  thousand  storms, 
To  see  thy  face  at  last. 

oc)0  Fellowship  with  God.      '  C\    M 

3^  Uolml:  3.    KJ'  m' 

FROM  all  that's  mortal,  all  that's  vain, 
And  from  this  earthly  clod, 
Arise,  my  soul,  and  strive  to  gain 
Sweet  fellowship  with  God. 

2  Not  life  or  all  the  toys  of  art, 

Nor  pleasure's  flow'ry  road, 
Can  to  my  soul  such  bliss  impart, 
As  fellowship  with  God. 

3  When  I  am  made  in  love  to  bear 

Affliction's  needful  rod, 
Light,  sweet  and  kind  the  strokes  appear, 
Through  fellowship  with  God. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  fi'ry  blasts, 

Or  dark  desertion's  road, 
I'm  happy  if  I  can  but  taste 
Some  fellowship  with  God. 

5  So  when  the  icy  hand  of  death 

Shall  chill  my  flowing  blood, 
With  joy  I'll  yield  my  latest  breath, 
In  fellowship  with  God. 

6  When  I  at  last  to  heav'n  ascend, 

And  gain  my  blest  abode, 
There  an  eternity  I'll  spend 
In  fellowship  with  God. 
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CONSISTENCY. 

oorv  The  safety  of  the  righteous.  Qq  &  7 a 

•'«jU  Psalm  91:  4-7.  °b  M   '  b* 

I  ALL  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 


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Rest  beneath  th'  Almighty's  shade ; 
In  his  secret  habitation 

Dwell,  nor  ever  be  dismay'd; 
There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee — 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare, 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 

In  eternal  safety  there. 

2  From  the  sword,  at  noonday  wasting, 

From  the  noisome  pestilence, 
In  the  depth  of  midnight  blasting, 

God  shall  be  thy  sure  defense: 
Fear  not  thou  the  deadly  quiver, 

When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow; 
Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver, 

Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 

3  Since  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love, 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above: 
Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save; 
Here,  for  grief,  reward  thee  double, 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 

CONSISTENCY. 

QQ1  Love  not  the  world.  T,    TV/T 

OD 1  1  John  2:  15.    lJm  m' 

REDEEMED  ones,  the  heirs  of  God, 
So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood 
Are  they  not  born  to  heav'nly  joys, 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys? 
2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind? 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 
Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time  and  waste  the  day  ? 
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3  Doth  vain  discourse,  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  suit  the  honors  of  their  birth? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
What  children  love  and  fools  admire  ? 

4  Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher; 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire ; 
Then,  with  a  heav'n-directed  eye, 

We'll  pass  these  glitt'ring  trifles  by. 

5  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  such  disdain  as  angels  do ; 
And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rise 
To  mansions  promis'd  in  the  skies. 

o  Q  o  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  T ,    M 

•>3Z  Mark  8:  38.    u-  m' 

JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee : 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glory  shines  through  endless  days? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus!    Sooner  far 
Let  ev'ning  blush  to  own  a  star! 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus!    Just  as  soon 
Let  morning  be  ashamed  of  noon 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus! — that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend! 
No!  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus!    Yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

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CONSISTENCY. 

6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I'll  boast  a  Savi<  ur  slain  ! 
And  0  !  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me! 

7  His  institutions  would  I  prize, 

Take  up  my  cross,  the  shame  despise — 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

Q  Q  Q  What  do  ye  more  than  others  f  T,    TVf 

*3o  Matt.  5:  47.    **"  m' 

ND  do  we  hope  to  be  with  him, 
Who  on  the  cross  resigned  his  breath? 
Who  died  a  victim,  to  redeem 
His  people  from  eternal  death? 

2  Then  should  the  question  oft  recur — 

What  do  we  more  than  others  do  ? 
How  do  we  show  that  we  prefer 
The  things  above  to  things  below? 

3  Where  is  the  holy  walk  that  suits 

The  name  and  character  we  bear? 
And  where  are  seen  those  heav'nly  fruits 
That  show  we're  not  what  once  we  were? 

4  Allied  to  him  who  bore  the  cross, 

And  calPd  the  people  of  the  Lord, 
The  world  to  us  should  seem  but  loss, 
And  little  all  it  can  afford. 

QQA       A  conversation  becoming  the  gospel.      T.    "TU" 

WHEN  Jesus,  our  great  Master,  came, 
To  teach  us  in  his  Father's  name, 
In  ev'ry  act,  in  ev'ry  thought, 
He  lived  the  precepts  which  he  taught. 
2  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 
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3  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour,  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

4  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Ambition,  envy,  lust  and  pride; 

While  justice,  temp'rance,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

5  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

CONSECRATION— CONTENTMENT. 

QQK  Present  your  bodies.  T,    \ff 

Rom.  12:  1.    **  ■LV1- 

OW  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  pow'rs  to  serve  the  Lord ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  0  be  his  service  all  my  joy! 

Around  let  my  example  .shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

4  0  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor,  wand'ring,  leave  his  sacred  ways; 
Great  God,  accept  1213''  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

•JQ£  Contentment.  T.    \f 

Pliil.4:ll.    ■"■  m' 

LORD,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
My  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent! 
Where'er  I  dwell,  I  dwell  with  thee, 
In  heav'n,  on  earth,  or  in  the  sea. 
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THE  GROSS. 

2  To  me  remains  no  place  nor  time, 
My  country  is  in  ev'ry  clime ; 

I  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

3  While  place  I  seek,  or  place  I  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none; 
But  with  my  God  to  guide  my  way, 
'T  is  equal  jov  to  go  or  stay. 

337  7s  &  6. 

0  WHO'LL  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
The  lowly  Nazarene? 
And  raise  the  blood-stained  banner 
Amid  the  hosts  of  sin? 

The  cross  of  Christ  I'll  cherish 

Its  crucifixion  bear; 
All  hail !  reproach  or  sorrow, 
If  Jesus  leads  me  there. 

2  0  who  will  follow  Jesus 

Amid  reproach  and  shame? 
Where  others  shrink  or  falter, 
Who'll  glory  in  his  name  ? — The  cross,  &c. 

3  Though  fierce  may  rage  the  battle, 

And  wild  the  storm  may  blow, — 
Though  friends  may  go  forever, 

Who  will  with  Jesus  go? — The  cross,  &c. 

4  Though  foes  shall  madly  gather 

And  Satan  rage  and  roar, 
Who'll  choose  the  fiery  furnace, 
With  Jesus  evermore  ? — The  cross,  &c. 

THE  CEOSS. 
qqq  Take  up  thy  cross.  T.    M 

ZoO  *  Matt.  16:  24.  Um  m' 

TAKE  up  thy  cross !  the  Saviour  said, 
If  thou  wouldst  my  disciple  be; 
Take  up  thy  cross  with  willing  heart, 
And  humbly  follow  after  me. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

2  Take  up  thy  cross  !  let  not  its  weight 

Fill  thy  weak  spirit  with  alarm; 
My  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up, 
And  brace  thy  heart  and  nerve  thy  arm. 

3  Take  np  thy  cross  !  nor  heed  the  shame, 

And  let  thy  foolish  pride  be  still; 
Thy  Lord  did  not  refuse  to  die 
Upon  the  cross  on  Calvary's  hill. 

4  Take  up  thy  cross,  then,  in  his  strength, 

And  calmly  sin's  wild  deluge  brave; 
'T  will  guide  thee  to  a  better  home ; 
It  points  to  biiss  beyond  the  grave. 

5  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  follow  me, 

Nor  think  till  death  to  lay  it  down; 
For  only  he  who  bears  the  cross, 
May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown. 

3  Q  0        It  is  good  that  I  have  been  afflicted.       f]    TV  f 
Psalm  119:  71.    Krt  m~' 

"N  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  Lord, 
Thy  smile  hath  cheer'd  my  way  ; 
And  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn 
That  round  my  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  hours  of  pain  have  yielded  good, 

Which  prosp'rous  days  refused; 
As  herbs,  though  scentless  when  entire, 
Spread  fragrance  when  they're  bruised. 

3  The  oak  strikes  deeper,  as  its  boughs 

By  furious  blasts  are  driv'n ; 
So  life's  tempestuous  storms  the  more 
Have  fix'd  my  heart  in  heav'n. 

4  All-gracious  Lord,  whate'er  my  lot 

In  other  times  may  be, 
I  '11  welcome  still  the  heaviest  grief 
That  brings  me  near  to  thee. 
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THE  CROSS. 

340  L.  M. 

EXCEPT  a  man  Himself  deny, 
His  lust  and  pride  doth  mortify, 
And  take  his  cross  and  follow  me, 
He  cannot  my  disciple  be." 

2  This  is  the  doctrine  of  our  Lord, 
With  which  all  Scripture  doth  accord ; 
This  is  the  axe  laid  at  the  root, 
Which  doth  not  carnal  nature  suit. 

3  This  is  the  strait  and  narrow  way 
That  leads  to  life  and  endless  day  ; 
Of  which  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Thus  said  that  few  do  ever  find. 

4  The  will  and  pride  of  the  old  man, 
Would  fain  devise  another  plan 

Than  that  which  Jesus  Christ  hath  given, 
By  which  to  raise  us  up  to  heaven. 

5  But  Christ- himself  to  us  doth  say, 
[f  he  climb  up  another  way, 

He  must  a  thief  and  robber  be, 
Because  he  enters  not  by  me. 

341  The  benefit  of  the  Cross.  C.  M. 

THE  cross  of  Jesus  purifies, 
From  self  and  sin  sets  free; 
His  cross  does  make  us  truly  wise, 
And  brings  humility. 

2  Reproaches,  persecution,  shame, — 

These  must  the  Christian  bear; 
But  when  sustain'd  for  Jesus'  name, 
How  light  these  burdens  are ! 

3  Must  we  endure  some  earthly  loss, 

Some  keen  distresses  prove? 
If  these  are  part  of  Jesus'  cross, 
We'll  bear  them  all  in  love. 
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4  Must  sharp  temptations  too  beset, 

And  inward  conflicts  seize? 

The  faithful  soul  will  not  forget 

That  these  shall  end  in  ease. 

5  When  sin  is  dead  our  spirits  rest, 

Comfort  and  peace  are  giv'n, 

The  inner  man  serenely  blest, 

We  taste  the  joys  of  heav'n. 


S' 


I  TRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high ; 
'T  is  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 

The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Passion  supress'd,  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  Flesh  is  a  dang'rous  foe  to  grace, 

Where  it  prevails  and  rules  ; 
Flesh  must  be  humbled,  pride  abased, 
Lest  they  destroy  our  souls. 

4  The  love  of  gold  be  banish'd  hence, 

(That  vile  "idolatry,) 
And  ev'ry  member,  ev'ry  sense, 
In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  pow'r, 

Requires  a  strong  restraint ; 
We  must  be  watchful  ev'ry  hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

6  Lord  !  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm, 

Fulfill  a  task  so  hard? 
Thy  grace  must  all  my  works  perform, 
And  give  the  free  reward. 
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FAITH. 

343  Ci-oss  and  crown.  C  M. 

"UST  Jesus  bear  his  cross  alone, 
And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No !  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  rne. 


M1 


2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 

Who  once  went  mourning  here ; 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  I'  11  bear  the  consecrated  cross, 

Till  from  the  cross  I'm  free ; 
And  then  go  home  to  wear  the  crown: 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

FAITH. 
OA  A       Faith  the  evidence  of  things  not  seen.      Q^  fyf 

FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
Of  things  beyond  our  sight; 
It  pierces  through  the  vail  of  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heav'nly  light. 

2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made 

By  God's  almighty  word.; 
We  know  the  heav'ns  and  earth  shall  fade 
And  be  again  restor'd. 

4  Abra'am  obey'd  the  Lord's  command, 

From  his  own  country  driv'n  ; 
By  faith  he  sought  a  promis'd  land, 
But  found  his  rest  in  heav'n. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray, 
The  promise  in  our  eye  ; 
By  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way 
That  leads  to  joy  on  high. 

u45  Desire  for  victorious  faith.  \j.  M. 

FOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  press'd  by  every  foe! 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe ; — 

2  That  will  not  murmur  or  complain 

Beneath  the  chast'ning  rod, 
But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God ; — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear, 

When  tempests  rage  without; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt; — 

4  That  bears,   unmov'dj  the  world's  dread 

Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile ;       [frown, 
That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Or  Satan's  arts  beguile : 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way. 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Illumes  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallow'd  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

346  What  faith  is.  CM. 

FAITH  is  the  spirit's  sweet  control, 
From  which  assurance  springs ; 
Faith  is  the  pencil  of  the  soul, 
That  pictures  heav'nly  things. 
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2  Faith  is  the  throb  of  love,  that  makes 

Man  rest  on  God  alone; 
Faith  is  the  wondrous  pow'r,  that  shakes 
The  tempter  on  his  throne. 

3  Faith  is  the  conqu'ring  host,  that  storms 

The  battlements  of  sin; 
Faith  is  the  quick'ning  fire,  that  warms 
The  trembling  soul  within. 

4  Faith  is  the  smile,  that  plays  around 

The  dying  Christian's  brow: 
Faith  was  the  light,  by  which  he  found 
The  hope  that  fills  him  now. 

5  Faith  is  the  lamp,  that  burns  to  guide 

His  bark,  when  tempest-driven ; 
Faith  is  the  key,  that  opens  wide 
The  distant  gates  of  heav'n. 

6  0  Rock  of  ages,  Fount  of  bliss ! 

Thy  needful  help  afford; 
And  let  my  constant  prayer  be  this — 
"  Increase  my  faith,  O  Lord." 

Q  \rr  Faith  looking  into  the  future.  T.    \f 

•J  *  I  Heb.  11 :  13.    -u"  m' 

J  rp  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 
_L    We  walk  through  deserts  da  rk  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heav'n,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  beav'nly  ray, 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  wav. 
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.  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

4  So  Abra'am,  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  cheer'd  him  on  his  toilsome  road. 

«*  i  Q  Triumph  of  faith.  n    \% 

«>*0  Uohn5:  4.    **  ^l 

OFOR  an  overcoming  faith, 
To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  death, 
And  all  his  frightful  pow'rs. 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quiv'ring  lips  should  sing, 
Where  is  thy  boasted  vict'ry.  grave? 
And  where  the  monster's  sting? 

3  If  sin  he  pardon'd,  I'm  secure, 

Death  hath  no  sting  beside ; 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  pow'r, 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 

4  Now,  to  the  God  of  victory, 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conqu'rors  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  living  head. 

HOPE. 
349  Heavenly  rest  in  anticipation.  C  M, 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darte  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall — 
So  I  but  safely  reach  m3>-  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 
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LOVE. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

OXO  Tlie  full  assurance  of  hope.  C\    "X/T 

3JU  Hub.  6:  11.     V'  m* 

WHEN  floating  on  life's  troubled  sea, 
By  storms  and  tempests  driv'n, 
Hope,  with  her  radiant  linger,  points 
To  brighter  scenes  in  heav'n. 

2  She  bids  the  storms  of  life  to  cease, 

The  troubled  breast  be  calm  ; 
And  in  the  wounded  heart  she  pours 
Religion's  healing  balm. 

3  Her  hallow'd  influence  cheers  life's  hours 

Of  sadness  and  of  gloom; 
She  guides  us  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  joys  beyond  the  tomb. 

4  And  when  our  fleeting  days  are  o'er, 

And  life's  last  hour  draws  near, 
With  still  unwearied  wing  she  hastes 
To  wipe  the  falling  tear. 

5  She  bids  the  anguish'd  heart  rejoice: 

Though  earthly  ties  are  riv'n, 
We  still  may  hope  to  meet  again 
In  yonder  peaceful  heav'n. 

LOVE. 

9*1  Love.  T     \S 

0Ji  1  Cor.  13:  1-3.     AJ'  m' 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass — an  emrt3r  sound. 

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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heav'n  and  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name: 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain: 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fi'ry  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfill. 

QKc)  As  I  have  loved  you.  n    \f 

John  13  :  31.    Kj'  1VL* 

iUR  God  is  love ;  and  all  his  saints 
His  image  bear  below  : 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspir'd, 
With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

2  None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 

Can  live  at  enmity  ; 
Then  may  we  love  each  other,  Lord, 
As  we  are  lov'd  by  thee. 

3  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 

Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same, 
With  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 

4  So  may  the  unbelieving  world 

See  how  true  Christians  love; 

And  glorif}'  our  Saviour's  grace, 

And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

353  Brotherly  love^^  C>  M> 

"OW  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word! 
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LOVE. 

2  0  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Free  ns  from  envy,  scorn  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  fix  above ; 
May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  ev'ry  bosom  flow ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above : 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heav'n  that  finds 
•     His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

Q^/i  Love  and  charity.  C]    \.f 

OJi  1  Cor.  13:  4-13.    Wm  xU< 

LET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
Their  faith  and  zeal  declare; 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provoked  in  haste ; 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 

She  quenches  with  her  tongue; 
Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong. 

4  She  ne'er  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  of  the  time, 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  that  climb. 
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CHEISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 

To  seek  her  neighbor's  good ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  pow'r 

In  all  the  realms  above ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

QXK  He  first  loved  us.  *7q 

Z°J  Uohn4:19.  '  b* 

SAVIOUR  !  teach  me,  day  by  day, 
Love's  sweet  lessons  to  obey ; 
Sweeter  lessons  can  not  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  lov'd  me. 

2  With  a  child-like  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move ; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  lov'd  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace  ; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee — 
Loving  him  who  first  lov'd  me. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ — ■ 
In  obedience  all  her  joy ; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  lov'd  me. 

356  Love  and  union.  lis. 

TjVROM  whence  doth  this  love  and  this  union  arise, 
T   That  knits,  and  so  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties, 
That  hatred  and  malice  are  conquered  by  love, 
So  that  nature  and  distance  these  ties  can't  remove. 

2  In  the  garden  of  nature  it  cannot  be  found ; 
It  grows  and  increases  on  ImmanueVs  ground  ; 
From  the  veins  of  the  Saviour  it  flows  ever  sweet, 
And  we  drink  it  most  plenty  at  Jesus'  blest  feet. 
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JOY. 

3  When  in  heavenly  places  together  we  sit, 

W  here  t  he  elders,' and  brethren,  and  sisters  are  met, 
This  love  glows  so  sweetly  in  every  heart, 
We  feel  so  united  we're  loth  for  to'part. 

4  The  time  so  unnotie'd,  it  passes  away, 

'We  scarcely  can  miss  a  whole  night  or  a  day, 
The  union  we  feel  and  the  love  we  enjoy 
Is  such,  that  our  souls  can  never  be  cloy'd. 

5  We  preach  and  we  pray,  and  we  talk  and  we  sing, 
We  tell  our  experience  again  and  again ; 

We  talk  about  parting,  but  still  we  remain, 
In  love  so  united  we  cannot  contain. 

6  Each  brother  and  sister  their  tythes  must  bring  in, 
Each  one  then  does  tell  of  some  wonderful  thing : 
Our  love  then  increases  to  a  glorious  flame, 

And  we  give  all  the  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

JOY. 
35/  True  happiness.  \j.  M. 

"OW  happy  is  the  Christian's  state! 
His  sins  are  all  forgiv'n, 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace, 
And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heav'n. 

2  Though,  in  the  rugged  path  of  life, 

He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh; 
Yet,  trusting  in  his  God,  he  finds 
Deliv'ring  grace  is  nigh. 

3  If,  to  prevent  his  wand'ring  steps, 

He  feels  the  chast'ning  rod, 
The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  hack 
To  his  forgiving  God. 

4  And  when  the  welcome  message  comes 

To  call  his  soul  away, 
His  soul  in  rapture  shall  ascend 
To  everlasting  day. 
JKQ  Joy,  the  fruit  of  the  Spirit.  CM. 

JOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 
In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  'till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace, 

And  made  his  glories  known, 
There  fruits  of  heav'nly  joy  and  peace 
Are  found,  and  there  alone. 

3  A  bleeding  Saviour,  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  pard'ning  love, 
A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
Give  joys  like  those  above. 

4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  vail, 

To  know  that  God  is  mine, 
Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakable,  divine. 

5  These  are  the  joys  that  satisfy, 

And  sanctify  the  mind ; 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 

Q  K  Q  Tlie  pearl  of  great  price.  7<a 

3jy  Matt  13:  45.     ' Sm 

}rp  IS  religion  that  can  give 
JL   Sweetest  pleasure  while  we  live; 

'T  is  religion  must  supply 

Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 
2  After  death,  its  joys  will  be 

Lasting  as  eternity ! 

If  the  Saviour  is  my  friend, 

Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 

n/?n  The  blessedness  of  the  righteous.  n    TU" 

OOU  Psalm  1.    v,  1*1. 

BLESS'D  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 
Where  sinners  love  to  meet; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat: 
2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
Has  placed  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 
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3  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profession  shine  ; 

While  fruits  of  holiness  appear 

Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

4  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust; 

What  vain  designs  they  form ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff  before  the  storm. 

5  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 

Among  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ,  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

6  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

CHRISTIAN  DUTIES. 

Q£i  Occupy  till  I  come.  Q    \f 

•301  Luke  19:  13.     °"   iV1* 

A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
To  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill, 
0  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  will ! 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  thy  poor  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely  ; 
Assur'd,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
A  second  death  I'll  die. 
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3£0  Be  not  slothful.  n    \f 

3°^  Heb.  6:  12.         Kji  m" 

MY  drowsy  pow'rs,  why  sleep  ye  so? 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants,  for  one  poor  grain, 

Labor,  and  tug,  and  strive  ; 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav'n  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above; 

4  We,  for  whom  God's  own  Son  came  down, 

And  labor'd  for  our  good, 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  lie  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts? 
Come,  holy  Dove!  from  th'  heav'nly  hill. 
And  sit  and  warm  our  hearts. 

6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move, 

Upward  our  souls  shall  rise: 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

Q  £  D  Justice  and  equity.  n    \/f 

30  3  Matt.  7:  12.     Kjm  1Vi' 

COME,  let  us  search  our  ways  and  see: 
Have  they  been  just  and  right? 
Is  the  great  rule  of  equity 
Our  practice  and  delight? 

2  What  we  would  have  our  neighbor  do, 
Have  we  still  done  the  same? 
From  others  ne'er  withheld  the  due 
Which  we  from  others  claim? 
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OBEDIENCE. 

3  Do  we,  in  all  we  sell  or  buy, 

Integrity  maintain  ? 
And,  knowing  God  is  always  nigh, 
Kenounce  unrighteous  gain? 

4  Then  may  we  raise  our  modest  pray'r 

To  God,  the  just  and  kind; 
May  humbly  cast  on  him  our  care, 
And  hope  his  grace  to  find. 

D£  A  Charity  to  the  poor.  T     TVf 

D°-t  Psalm  41 :  1-3.    lJ'  nLm 

BLEST  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor: 
Whose  soul,  by  sympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-saints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives,  for  their  relief, 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do; 
He,  in  the  rime  of  sighs  and  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  bowels  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 

With  secret  blessings  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  death, 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 

God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiv'n, 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heav'n. 

OBEDIENCE. 

2£pw         To  obey  is  better  than  to  sacrifice.  H,    ]\f 

->u^  1  Sam.  15:  22.     V^«1U- 

TH'  importance  of  a  sacred  rite 
Depends  upon  the  Lord ; 
For  he's  a  Being  infinite, 
And  awful  is  his  word. 
2  If  he  a  trifle  shall  command 
His  creatures  to  fulfill, 
'T  is  not  a  trifle  to  withstand 
Or  counteract  his  will. 
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3  Adam  might  think  the  thing  but  small, 

And  ventur'd  to  transgress; 
But  it  produced  a  dreadful  fall 
To  all  the  human  race. 

4  These  may-appear  but  little  things 

To  do,  or  not  to  do; 
But  see  what  grievous  evil  springs 
When  not  attended  to.« 

5  Onr  business  is  to  learn  to  know 

Our  great  Redeemer's  will, 
And  with  a  willing  heart  to  go 
His  pleasure  to  fulfill. 

6  Whether  the  thing  be  great  or  small. 

It  matters  not  to  us ; 
He  is  the  Potter,  and  we  all 
Are  vessels  for  his  use. 

386  The  Christian  character.  L.  M. 

THE  Christian  knows  his  God  aright, 
And  worships  him  with  strong  delight; 
He's  taught  of  God,  and  truly  wise — 
Still  sets  the  Lord  before  his  eyes. 

2  The  Christian  hates  his  every  sin — 
Evils  external  or  within  ; 

And  with  an  humble,  contrite  heart, 
From  all  that's  sinful  doth  depart. 

3  The  Christian  has  a  faith  divine, 
And  doth  to  faith  obedience  join; 
Believes  the  truth,  the  truth  obe)rs, 
And  always  walks  in  holy  ways. 

4  The  Christian  is  a  man  of  God — 

He  takes  the  pure,  the  heavenly  road; 
All  his  affections  rise  above, 
And  all  his  heart  is  full  of  love. 
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OBEDIENCE. 

9£7  Go  forward.  7, 

■™'  Ex.  14:15.  «1' 

WHEN  we  cannot  see  our  way, 
Let  us  trust,  and  still  obey  ; 
He  who  bids  us  forward  go, 
Can  not  fail  the  way  to  show. 

2  Though  the  sea  be  deep  and  wide, 
Though  a  passage  seem  denied ; 
Fearless  let  us  still  proceed, 
Since  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  lead. 

3  Though  it  seems  the  gloom  of  night, 
Though  we  see  no  ray  of  light; 
Since  the  Lord  himself  is  there, 

'T  is  not  meet  that  we  should  fear. 

4  Night  with  him  is  never  night, 
Where  he  is,  there  all  is  light; 
When  he  calls  us,  why  delay? 
They  are  happy  who  obey. 

368  For  entire  subjection  to  the  mill  of  God.   L.  M. 

OTHOTJ!  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  thy  hand! 
Our  wayward,  erring  hearts  incline, 
To  have  no  other  will  but  thine. 

2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul; 
O'er  all  may  we  victorious  be, 

That  stands  between  ourselves  and  thee. 

3  Twice  blest  will  all  our  blessings  be, 
When  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee* 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays, 
Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  Still  make  us,  when  temptation's  near, 
As  our  worst  foe  ourselves  to  fear; 

And  each  vain-glorious  thought  to  quell; 
Teach  us  bow  Peter  vow'd  and  fell. 
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5  Yet  may  we,  feeble,  weak,  and  frail, 
Against  our  mightiest  foes  prevail ; 
Thy  word  our  safety  from  alarm, 
Our  strength  thine  everlasting  arm. 

6  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live, 
May  we  to  thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  joyful  summons  eome, 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 

PERFECTION. 

o  n  o  Booted  and  built  up  in  Mm.  n    1\/I 

">UJ  •  Col.  2:  7.         ^'  m 

TEACH  me  yet  more  of  thy  blest  ways, 
Thou  holy  Lamb  of  God  ; 
And  fix  and  root  me  in  the  grace 
So  dearly  bought  with  blood. 

2  O  tell  me  often  of  each  wound, 

Of  ev'ry  grief  and  pain  ; 
And  let  my  heart  with  joy  confess, 
From  hence  comes  all  my  gain. 

3  For  this,  O  may  I  freely  count 

Whate'er  I  have  but  loss  ; 
And  ev'ry  name,  and  ev'ry  thing, 
Compar'd  with  thee,  but  dross. 

4  Engrave  this  deeply  on  my  heart 

With  an  eternal  pen  : 
That  I  may,  in  some  small  degree, 
Return  thy  love  again. 

orrri         Be  ye  per/eel  as  pour  Father,  etc.        T,    IVf 
oil)  Matt.  5:  48.     ^'  m' 

&REAT  Author  of  the  immortal  mind  ! 
For  noblest  tho'ts  and  views  design'd, 
Make  me  ambitious  to  express 
The  image  of  thy  holiness. 
2  While  I  thy  boundless  love  admire, 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  sacred  fire; 
Thus  shall  my  heav'nly  birth  be  known, 
And  for  thy  child  thou  wilt  me  own. 
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S  Father,  I  see  thy  snn  arise 
To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 
And,  when  thy  rain  from  heav'n  descends, 
Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

4  Enlarge  my  soul  with  love  like  thine; 
My  moral  pow'rs  by  grace  refine; 

So  shall  I  feel  another's  wToe, 
And  cheerful  feed  an  hungry  foe. 

5  I  hope  for  pardon,  through  thy  Son, 
For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done; 
0  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me, 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee! 

THE  CHKISTIAN  PILGRIMAGE.    *-*— 
371  The  heavenly  mariner.         H.  M.  6  &  8. 

■        mHEOUGETtrTbiiTations  deep, 
X     The  way  to  glory  is, 
This  stormy  course  I  keep, 

On  these  tempestuous  seas: 
By  waves  and  winds  I'm  toss'd  and  driv'n, 
Freighted  with  grace  and  bound  to  heav'n. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 

A  dreadful  hurricane, 
And  high  the  waters  flow, 

And  o'er  the  sides  break  in  : 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves 
The  blust'ring  winds  and  surging  waves. 

3  When  I  in  my  distress, 

My  anchor,,  hope,  can  cast, 
Within  the  promises, 

It  holds  my  vessel  fast; 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Midst  stormy  blasts  and  swelling  tides. 

4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues, 

And  heaven  no  breezes  gives, 
The  oar  of  prayer  I  use ; 
I  tug,  and  toil,  and  strive; 
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Through  storms  and  calms,  for  many  a  day 
I  make  but  very  little  way. 

5  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 

Springs  up  and  fills  my  sail, 
My  vessel  goes  with  ease 

Before  the  pleasant  gale, 
And  runs  as  much  an  hour,  or  more, 
As  in  a  month  or  two  before. 

6  Hid  by  the  cjouds  from  sight, 

The  sun  doth  not  appear; 
Nor  can  I  in  the  night 

Behold  the  moon  or  star; 
Sometimes  for  days  and  weeks  or  more, 
I  cannot  see  the  sky  or  shore. 

7  The  Bible  is  my  chart, 

By  it  the  seas  I  know  ; 
I  cannot  with  it  part, 

It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show; 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
Whose  needle  points  forever  true. 

8  I  keep  aloof  from  pride. 

Those  rocks  I  pass  with  care; 
I  studiously  avoid 

The  whirlpool  of  despair; 
Presumption's  quicksands,  too,  I  shun; 
Near  them  I  do  not  choose  to  run. 

9  My  vessel  would  be  lost 

In  spite  of  all  my  care, 
But  that  the  Holy'Ghost 

Himself  vouchsafes  to  steer: 
And  I  through  all  my  voyage  will 
Depend  upon  my  steersman's  skill. 

10  Ere  I  can  reach  heaven's  coast, 
I  must  a  gulf  pass  through, 
Which  dreadful  proves  to  most, 
For  all  this  passage  go. 
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THE  CHRISTIAN  PILGRIMAGE. 

But  all  death's  waves  can't  me  o'erwhelna, 
For  God  himself  is  at  my  helm. 

II  When  through  this  gulf  I  get, 
Though  rough,  it  is  but  short, 

The  pilot  angels  meet, 
To  bring  me  into  port; 

And  when  I  land  on  that  blest  shore, 

I  shall  be  safe  for  evermore, 

372  Christ  our  GvMe.    ^         3,7,8,7,4,7. 

&UIDE  us,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrims  through  this  barren  land; 
We  are  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  us  with  thy  pow'rful  hand; 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  us  till  we  want  no  more. 

2  Open,  Lord,  thy  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  "healing  waters  flow, 
Let  thy  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  us  all  our  journey  through. 

Strong  deliv'rer, 
Be  thou  still  our  strength  and  shield. 

3  Feed  us  with  the  heav'nly  manna 

In  this  barren  wilderness  ; 
Be  our  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner, 
Be  our  robe  of  righteousness. 

Fight  and  conquer 
All  our  foes  by  sov'reign  grace. 

4  When  we  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  our  anxious  fears  subside; 
Foe  to  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  us  safe  on  Canaan's  side. 

Songs  of  praises, 
We  will  ever  give  to  thee. 
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373  "  Hinder  me  not."  C  M. 

"N  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 


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My  journey  I'll  pursue  ; 
"  Hinder  me  not,"  ye  much-loved  saints, 
For  I  must-go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes; 
"Hinder  me  not,"  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duties,  and  through  trials  too, 

I'll  go  at  his  command ; 
"Hinder  me  not ;"  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And,  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, —    . 
"Hinder  me  not;"  come,  welcome  Lord  ; 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

Qrr  A      "As  unknown,  and  yet  well  known."      H    M 
•»**  2  Cor.  6:  9.  yj'  1Jl° 

WHAT  poor,  despised  company 
Of  travelers  are  these, 
Who  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along  the  rugged  maze? 

2  Ah!  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 

All  children  of  a  King  ; 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 
And,  lo !  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  do  they,  then,  appear  so  mean, 

And  why  so  much  despis'd  ? 
Because  of  their  rich  robes,  unseen, 
The  world  is  not  appris'd. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distress'd, 

And  lacking  daily  bread? 
0 !  they're  of  boundless  wealth  possess'd, 
With  hidden  manna  fed ! 

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5  But  why  keep  they  the  narrow  road, 

That  rugged,  thorny  maze? 
Why,  that's  the  way  their  Leader  trod; 
They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

6  Why  must  they  shun  that  pleasant  path 

That  worldlings  love  so  well? 
Because  that  is  the  way  to  death, 
The  open  road  to  hell. 

7  What !  is  there  then  no  other  road 

To  Salem's  happy  ground? 

Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God, 

None  other  can  be  found. 

375  Consolation  in  trials.-  Li.  M. 

OWHEN  shall  all  these  trials  cease? 
When  shall  we  lay  these  burdens  down  ? 
When  shall  we  reach  that  perfect  peace? 
When  shall  we  wear  the  victor's  crown? 

2  All  sorrows,  conflicts,  toils,  and  pains, 

Which  we  in  trials  here  endure, 
But  fit  us  more  for  heav'nly  gains, 
And  make  our  minds  and  hearts  more  pure. 

3  When  death  shall  end  these  toilsome  rounds, 

And  all  our  conflicts  shall  be  o'er, 
0  may  the  Saviour  take  us  home, 
Where  we  can  rest  forever  more. 

4  There  shall  all  sorrows,  toils,  and  pain, 

And  conflicts  cease,  on  that  blest  shore: 
0  !  then,  press  onward,  while  'tis  gain, — 
Our  foes  will  soon  molest  no  more. 

PRAYER. 

376  27ig  mercy-seat.  Ju.  M. 

FROM  ev'ry  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  ev'ry  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat — 
5  T  is  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 
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2  There  is  a  place,  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads ; 

A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet — ■ 
It  is  the  blood  bought  mercy -seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene,  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sunder'd  far,  by  faith  they  meet, 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  Ah !  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismay'd? 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suff'ring  saints  no  mercy -seat? 

5  There,  there  on  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 
.And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 

And  heav'n  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy -seat. 

Q77  Hindrances  to  prayer.  T,    iM" 

O  I  i  1  Peter  3:7.     Um  lV1* 

WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat; 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  pray'r, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there? 

2  Pray'r.  makes  the  darken'd  clouds  withdraw ; 
Pray'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love — 
Gives  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

3'  Restraining  pray'r,  we  cease  to  fight; 

Pray'r  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Were  half  the  breath  that's  vainly  spent, 
To  heav'n  in  supplication  sent, 
Our  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

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378  What  is  prayer  f  C.  M, 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Unutter'd  or  express'd ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Pray'r  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Pray'r  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Pray'r  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Pray'r  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say — "  Behold,  he  prays." 

5  Pray'r  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gate  of  death ; 
He  enters  heav'n  with  pray'r. 

379  Prayer  in  perplexity,  C  M« 
rpHOU  great  First  Cause!   least  under- 
JL     In  ev'ry  clime  ador'd;              [stood, 
We  all  know  this — that  thou  art  good, 

The  universal  Lord ! 

2  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 

Still  in  the  right  to  stay ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  0  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe, 

To  hide  the  fault  I  see  ; 
That  mercy  I  to  others  show, 
That  mercy  show  to  me. 
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380  Prayei  answered  by  crosses.  L.  M. 

ASK'I)  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 


I 


In  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace; 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face : 

2  I  hoped  that  in  some  favor'd  hour 

At  once  he'd  answer  my  request; 
And,  by  his  love's  constraining  pow'r, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 

3  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 

The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 

And  let  the  angry  pow'rs  of  hell 

Assault  my  soul  in  every  part. 

4  Yea  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seem'd 

Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 
Cross'd  all  the  fair  designs  I  schemed, 
Blasted  my  hopes,  and  laid  me  low. 

5  "Lord,  why  is  this."  1  trembling  cried — 

"  Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  ?" 
"  'T  is  in  this  way,"  the  Lord  replied, 
"  I  answer  jDray'r  for  grace  and  faith. 

6  "  These  inward  trials  I  employ, 

From  self  and  pride  to  set  thee  free; 
And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 
That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me." 

381  A  prayer  for  submission.  O.  M. 

WANT  a  heart  to  pray, 
To  pray  and  never  cease  ; 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 
Or  wish  my  sutfrings  less. 

2  This  blessing  above  all, 
Always  to  pray,  I  want ; 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call, 
And  never,  never  faint. 
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3  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim- 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward- 
To  thee  and  thy  great  name. 

4  A  jealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 
And  glorify  thy  grace. 

5  I  want  with  all  my  heart 

Thy  pleasures  to  fulfill ; 
To  know  myself,  and  what  thou  art, 
And  what  thy  perfect  will. 

6  I  want  I  know  not  what : 

I  want  my  wants  to  see ; 
I  want,  alas !  what  want  I  not, 
When  thou  art  not  in  me? 

*4QO         Short  and  fervent  prayer  the  best.         n    AT 
^OL  Matt.  6:  7,8.       Kj'  m- 

LORD,  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear, 
And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
Before  our  lips  begin  to  move, 
Our  wants  to  thee  are  known. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  language  of  the  heart, 

The  meaning  of  a  sigh ; 
Dear  Father,  hear  our  humble  pray'r, 
And  bring  thy  blessing  nigh. 

3  Few  be  our  words,  and  short  our  pray'rs, 

While  we  together  meet; 
Short  duties  keep  th'  attention  up 
And  make  devotion  sweet. 

383  Pray  with  the  understanding.  S.  M. 

OFTEN  say  my  prayers, 
But  do  I  ever  pray  ? 
And  do  the  wishes  of  my  heart 
Call  forth  the  words  I  say  ? 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

2  I  may  as  well  kneel  down 

To  worship  gods  of  stone, 
As  offer  to  the  living  God 
A  prayer  of  words  alone. 

3  For  words  without  the  heart 

The  Lord  will  never  hear, 
Nor  will  he  ever  care  for  those 
Whose  prayers  are  not  sincere. 

4  Lord,  teach  me  what  I  want, 

And  teach  me  how  to  pray, 
Nor  let  me  e'er  implore  thy  grace, 
Not  feeling  what  I  say. 

5  Lord,  keep  me  from  the  sin 

Of  praying  thee  amiss  ; 
In  asking  thee  such  humble  things, 
Not  willing  to  receive. 


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gg^  Spare  thy  peopU^lc.^  ^    gs,  7s  &  4*. 

AVIOTJR,  visit  thy  plantation ; 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ; 
All  will  turn  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again ; 

Lord,  revive  us  I 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee! 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thy  assistance, 
Ev'ry  plant  should  droop  and  die; 

Lord,  revive  us  f 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee! 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent; 

Make  us  prevalent  in  pray'rs; 
Let  each  one.  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  alluring  snares; 
Lord,  revive  us! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  theef 
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4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh  ; 

Lord,  revive  us! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee  I 

♦JQK  Prayer  divinely  inspired.  C\    AT 

3°J  Rom.  8:  26.     ^'  JM* 

PRAY'R  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 
Returning  whence  it  came ; 
Love  is  the  sacred  lire  within, 
And  pray'r  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burden'd  spirit  ease, 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast, 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourner  here, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear; 
To  him  there's  music  in  a  groan, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  can  not  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 

Since  he  for  sinners  intercedes, 

Who  once  for  sinners  died. 

386  Daily  devotion.  S.  M. 

LET  sinners  take  their  course, 
And  choose  the  road  to  death; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God, 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 

When  morning  brings  the  light; 
I  seek  his  blessings  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God, 
While  sinners  perish  in  surprise 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 
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4  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord ; 
I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

387  Pray  without  ceasing.  Jj.  M, 

PRAY'R  was  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  : 
Long  as  they  live  must  Christians  pray, 
For  only  while  they  pray  they  live. 

2  The  Christian's  heart  his  pray'r  indites, 

He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within  ; 
The  Spirit  his  petition  writes, 
And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 

3  If  pains  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress, 

If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay, 
If  guilt  deject,  or  sins  distress, 

In  every  case,  still  watch  and  pray. 

4  Depend  on  Christ,  thou  canst  not  fail; 

Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known  ; 
Fear  not,  his  merits  must  prevail; 
Ask  but  in  faith,  it  must  be  done. 

THE  RACE. 
OOO  He  being  dead,  yet  speakeih.  Q    ]^£ 

ISE,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 
By  ancient  worthies  trod  ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 

Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 
Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 

Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
'T  was  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious 
They  conquer'd  ev'ry  foe ;  [blood 

To  his  almighty  pow'r  and  grace 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 
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4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 
The  patterns  them  hast  given, 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 
That  led  them  safe  to  heav'n. 


QQQ  The  Christian  race.  Q    ~\[ 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  ev'ry  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeal; 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye  ; — 

4  That  prize,  with,  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  luster  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

390        Prayer  for  help  to  win  the  prize.  D.  M. 

LORD,  help  me  to  live, 

While  here  on  earth  I  stay, 
That  I  the  crown  of  life  receive, 
When  done  with  life's  dark  dav. 


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2  Help  me  to  win  the  prize 

That  Christ  has  set  before, 
And  be  with  him  in  Paradise 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  Temptations  oft  arise, 

Here  in  this  wilderness, 
And  Satan,  in  his  craft,  oft  tries 
To  rob  our  heaven  of  bliss. 
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4  I  put  my  trust  below, 

My  faith,  my  all  in  thee ; 
For  thou  hast  made  a  way  for  all, 
Hast  made  a  way  for  me. 

5  Strengthen  my  hope  and  faith 

To  march  along  in  love, 
And  fit  me  out,  in  time  of  grace, 
To  dwell  with  thee  above. 

REPROOF. 

Q Qi  "  Admonish  him  as  a  brother."  p    TVf 

DV1  2  Thess.  3  :  15.    yjm  in 

SPEAK  gently  to  the  erring  ones ; — 
Ye  know  not  all  the  pow'r 
With  which  the  dark  temptation  came, 
In  some  unguarded  hour. 

2  Ye  may  not  know  how  earnestly 

They  struggled,  or  how  well, 
Until  the  hour  of  weakness  came, 
And  sadly  thus  they  fell. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  one  : — 

O  do  not  thou  forget, 
However  darkly  stain'd  by  sin, 
He  is  thy  brother  yet. 

4  Heir  of  the  self-same  heritage, 

Child  of  the  self-same  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
Thou  hast  in  weakness  trod. 

5  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones: 

For  is  it  not  enough 
That  innocence  and  peace  are  gone, 
Without  our  censure  rough? 

6  It  surely  is  a  weary  lot 

That  sin-crushed  heart  to  bear; 
And  they  who  share  a  happier  fate 
Their  chidings  well  may  spare. 
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OQcy  Duty  to  the  erring.  T     M 

^>"^  James  5:  20.    JM  m 

WOULDST  thou  an  erring  soul  redeem, 
And  lead  a  lost  one  back  to  God? 
Wouldst  thou  a  guardian  angel  seem 
To  one  who  long  in  guilt  hath  trod  ? 

2  Go  kindly  to  him — take  his  hand, 

With  gentlest  words,  within  thine  own; 
And  by  his  side  a  brother  stand 
Till  thou  the  demon,  sin,  dethrone. 

3  Scorn  not  the  guilty,  then,  but  plead 

With  him  in  kindest,  gentlest  mood, 
And  back  the  lost  one  thou  mayst  lead 
To  God,  humanity  and  good! 

4  Thou  art  thyself  but  man,  and  thou 

Art  weak,  perchance,  to  fall  as  he  ; 
Then  mercy  to  the  fallen  show, 
That  mercy  may  be  shown  to  thee ! 

393  Reproof.  U.S. 

CHIDE  mildly  the  erring,  kind  language  endears  ; 
Grief  follows  the  sinful,  add  not  to  their  tears  ; 
Avoid  with  reproaches  fresh  pain  to  bestow, 
The  heart  which  is  stricken  needs  never  a  hlow. 
2  Chide  mildly  the  erring,  jeer  not  at  their  fall ; 
If  strength  be  but  human,  how  weakly  were  all, 
No  marvel  that  footsteps  should  wander  astvay. 
When  tempests  so  shadow  life's  wearisome  way. 

5  Chide  mildly  the  erring,  entreat  them  with  care  ; 
Their  natures  are  mortal,  they  need  not  despair. 
We  all  have  some  frailty,  we  ail  are  unwise,  [skies 
The  grace  which  redeems  us  must  come  from  the 

SELF  EXAMINATION. 

391  The  Christian's  inquiry.  7S. 

jrpiS  a  point  I  long  to  know  ; 
_L     Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought: 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 
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2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus — 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
"Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 

4  Lord,I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

5  Could  I  joy  the  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  way  I  once  abhorr'd, 
Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord'? 

6  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case, 

Thou,  who  art  thy  people's  sun; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

7  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ; 

If  I  have  not  loved  before, 

.  Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

WATCHFULNESS. 

QQK  Watching  against  evil  talk.  n    "Vf 

3y-J  Psalni39:  l.    ^'  m' 

IHTJS  I  resolv'd  before  the  Lord, 


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Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
Or  do  my  neighbor  wrong." 
And  if  I'm  e'er  constrain'd  to  stay 

With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 
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THE  W^EFAEE. 

I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Lest  scoffers  should  the  occasion  take 

To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 
Yet  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  overaw'd, 
But  let  the  scoffing  sinners  hear 

That  I  can  speak  for  God. 

DQR  The  watchful  servant.  Q    M 

Matt.  24 :  42.    0i  jXU 
"E  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 


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Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trH|Lthe  golden  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 

For  awful  is  his  name. 
Watch !  't  is  your  Lord's  command, 

And  while  we  speak,  he's  near; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 

And  ready  all  appear. 
0  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 

And  be  with  honor  crown'd. 
Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread, 

With  his  own  bounteous  hand, 
And  raise  that  fav'rite  servant's  head 

Amidst  th'  angelic  band. 


THE  WARFARE. 

Q  Q7       V  we  svffer,  we  shall  also  reign,  etc.       r\    ~\f 
2  Tim.  2  :  12.  yj%  1Xi" 

Mia  soldier  of  the  cross? 
A  follow'r  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flow'r}'  beds  of  ease, 
Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  blood}'  seas  ? 

3  Are  their  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign; 

Increa.se  my  courage,  Lord; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  da}'  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine, 
In  robes  of  victory,  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

398  C.  M. 

LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise ! 
What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven  O  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears : 
My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 
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THE  WARFARE. 

■k  Increase  my  faith,  confirm  my  hope, 
When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 
Or  lure  my  feet  aside, 
My  God,  thy  pow'rfnl  aid  impart, 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

399  The  way  to  heaven.  7  &  6 

CALLED  to  a  sense  of  duty, 
I  would  obey  the  call; 
And  for  the  sake  of  Jesus, 

I  freely  give  up  all; 
My  former  vain  enjoyments, 
Of  pleasure,  pride  and  gain, 
That  I  in  Jesus'  kingdom 
A  mansion  may  obtain. 

2  How  often  have  I  struggled, 

But  held  some  foolish  sin ; 
Yet,  to  the  heavenly  kingdom 

I  meant  to  enter  in ; 
But  now  I  am  persuaded 

That  nothing  else  will  do, 
But  Jesus  for  my  portion, 

And  holy  joys  pursue. 

3  Come,  who  will  travel  with  me 

The  way  that  leads  to  heaven? 
And  follow  none  but  Jesus 

The  way  which  he  hath  given  ; 
And  take  his  word  for  counsel, 

His  spirit  for  a  guide  ; 
And  make  a  full  surrender 

Of  ev'ry thing  beside? 

4  What  though  the  world  reproach  us, 

And  sav  we're  mean  and  poor; 
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No  matter  what  we  suffer, 
If  we  can  reach  the  shore  ; 

'T  will  make  the  glory  sweeter, 
And  raise  our  praises  higher; 

And  we  shall  be  completer, 
When  purified  by  fire. 


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A  C\(\  Christian  watchfulness.  Q    "Vf 

1  Cor.  16 :  13.     °'  xV±* 

'Y  soul,  be  on  thy  guard ; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 
And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  0,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God;" 
He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 

A  f\  1     Thou  shall  remember  all  the  way  which    T .    "Vf 
4UJ-  the  Lord  thy  God  led  thee.  -u.  -uu. 

Deut.  8 :  2. 

THUS  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on, 
And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rise, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  sighs. 

2  Through  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam, 
Far  distant  from  my  blissful  home  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  presence  be  my  stay, 
And  guard  me  in  this  dangerous  way. 
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3  Temptations  everywhere  annoy, 

And  sin  and  snares  my  peace  destroy  ; 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  absent  God  I  mourn. 

4  My  soul,  with  various  tempests  toss'd 
Her  hopes  o'erturn'd,  her  projects  cross'd, 
Sees  every  day  new  straits  attend, 

And  wonders  "where  the  scene  will  end. 

5  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God? 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  this  wilderness  below? 

6  'T  is  even  so,  thy  faithful  love 

Doth  thus  thy  children's  graces  prove; 
'T  is  thu§  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
That  Jesus  may  be  All  in  All. 

402  Tribulation.  0.  M. 

THE  souls  that  would  to  Jesus  press, 
Must  fix  this  firm  and  sure,  ■ 

That  tribulation,  more  or  less, 
They  must  and  shall  endure. 

2  From  this  there  can  be  none  exempt; 

'T  is  God's  own  wise  decree, 
Satan  the  weakest  saint  will  tempt, 
Nor  is  the  strongest  free. 

3  The  world  opposes  from  without, 

And  unbelief  within; 
We  fear,  we  faint,  we  grieve,  we  doubt, 
And  feel  the  sting  of  sin. 

4  Glad  frames  too  often  lift  us  up ; 

And  then  how  proud  we  grow  ; 
'Till  sad  desertion  makes  us  droop, 
And  down  we  sink  as  low. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

5  Ten  thousand  baits  the  foe  prepares, 

To  catch  the  wand'ring  heart, 
And  seldom  do  we  see  the  snares, 
Before  we  feel  the  smart. 

6  But  let  not  all  this  terrify, 

Pursue  the  narrow  path  : 
Look  to  the  Lord  with  steadfast  eye, 
And  fight  with  sin  by  faith. 

7  Though  we  are  feeble,  Christ  is  strong, 

His  promises  are  true, 
We  shall  be  conq'rors  all  ere  long, 
And  more  than  conq'rors  too. 

403  Pride.  S.  M. 

TNNUMERABLE  foes 
JL    Attack  the  child  of  God  ; 
He  feels  within  the  weighf  of  sin, 
A  grievous,  galling  load. 

2  Temptations  too,  without, 

Of  various  kinds  assault ; 

»      Sly  snares  beset  his  trav'ling  feet, 

And  make  him  often  halt. 

3  From  sinners  and  from  saints, 

He  meets  with  many  a  blow : 
His  own  bad  heart  creates  a  smart 
Which  only  God  can  know. 

4  But,  though  the  hosts  of  hell 

Be  neither  weak  nor  small, 
One  mighty  foe  deals  dangerous  woe, 
And  hurts  beyond  them  all. 

5  'T  is  pride,  accursed  pride, 

That  fiend  by  God  abhor'd  ; 
Do  what  we.  will,  it  haunts  us  still, 
And  keeps  us  from  the  Lord. 

6  Tt  blows  its  pois'nous  breath, 

And  bloats  the  soul  with  air ; 
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THE  WARFARE. 

The  heart  uplifts  with  God's  own  gifts, 
And  makes  e'en  grace  a  snare. 

7  Awake,  yea,  while  we  sleep, 

In  all  we  think  or  speak, 
It  puffs  us  glad,  torments  us  sad, 
Its  hold  we  cannot  break. 

8  In  other  ills,  we  find 

The  hand  of  heaven  not  slack : 
Pride  only  knows  to  interpose, 
And  keep  our  comforts  back. 

9  'Tis  hurtful  when  perceiv'd, 

When  not  perceiv'd  't  is  worse; 
Unseen  or  seen  it  dwells  within, 
And  works  by  fraud  or  force. 

10  Against  its  influence  pray, 

It  mingles  with  the  prayer  ; 
Against  it  preach,  it  prompts  the  speech, 
Be  silent,  still  'tis  there. 

11  This  moment,  while  I  write, 

I  feel  its  power  within ; 
My  heart  it  draws  to  seek  applause, 
And  mixes  all  with  sin. 

12  Thou  meek  and  lowly  Lamb, 

This  haughty  tyrant  kill, 
That  wounded  thee,  though  thou  wast  free, 
And  grieves  thy  spirit  still. 

13  Our  condescending  God 

To  whom  else  should  we  go? 
Remove  our  pride  whate'er  betide, 
And  lay  and  keep  us  low. 

14  Thy  garden  is  the  place, 

Where  pride  cannot  intrude  ; 
For  should  it  dare  to  enter  there, 
'T  would  soon  be  drown'd  in  blood. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

404  7s. 

J  HH  IS  my  happiness  below, 
JL     Not  to  live  without  the  cross; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 

Sanctifying  every  los*. 
Trials  mast  and.  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscrib'd  upon  them  all, 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 

2  God,  in  Israel,  sows  the  seeds 

Of  affliction,  pain  and  toil ; 
These  spring  up  and  choke  the  weeds 

Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil: 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet, 

Trials  give  new  life  to  pray'r, 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low  and  keep  me  there. 

3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way; 
Might  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 

I  should  prove  a  cast-away ; 
Bastards  may  escape  the  rod, 

Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight; 
But  the  true-born  child  of  God, 

Must  not,  would  not,  if  he  might. 

405  A  hymn  for  young  converts.  Li.  M. 

WHEN  converts  first  begin  to  sing 
Their  happy  souls  are  on  the  wing; 
Their  theme  is  all  redeeming  love, 
Fain  would  they  be  with  Christ  above. 

2  With  admiration  they  behold 
The  love  of  Christ,  that  can't  be  told; 
They  view  themselves  upon  the  shore, 
And  think  the  battle  all  is  o'er. 
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THE  WARFARE. 

3  They  feel  themselves  quite  free  from  pain, 
And  think  their  enemies  are  slain: 
They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well, 
And  Satan  is  cast  down  to  hell. 

4  They  wonder  wh}^  old  saints  don't  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring; 
Ring  with  melodious,  joyful  sound, 
Because  a  prodigal  is  found. 

5  But 't  is  not  long  before  they  feel 
Their  feeble  souls  begin  to  reel : 

They  think  their  former  hopes  are  vain, 
For  they  are  bound  in  Satan's  chain. 

6  The  morning,  that  did  shine  so  bright, 
Is  turned  to  the  shades  of  night; 
Their  hearts  that  did  with  music  sing, 
Are  now  untuned  in  ev'ry  string. 

7  0-!  foolish  child,  why  didst  thou  boast 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coast? 
Why  didst  thou  think  to  fly  away, 
Before  thou  leav'st  this  feeble  clay? 

8  Come,  take  up  arms,  and  face  the  field, 
Come,  gird  on  harness,  sword,  and  shield ; 
Stand  fast  in  faith,  fight  for  your  king, 
And  soon  the  vict'ry  you  shall  win. 

406  Christian  warfare.  7s. 

BRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear ; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  friend, 

One  who  loves  us  to  the  end; 
Forward  then  with  courage  go, 

Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  shall  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home. 
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CUPwISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE, 

2  In  the  world  a  thousand  snares 

Lie  to  take  us  unawares ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 

Watches  each  unguarded  heart; 
But  from  Satan's  malice  free, 

Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home, 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 

None  so  apt  to  turn  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

Like  the  foes  we  have  within ; 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 

Christ  will  also  conquer  these : 
Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home. 

407  ^e  Christian  warfare.  M.  8s  &  7s 

CHRISTIAN  soldiers,  wake  to  glory! 
Hark,  your  Leader  bids  you  rise; 
See  the  crown  of  iife  before  you, 
March  to  seize  the  heavenly  prize. 

2  Let  the  hope  of  full  salvation, 

Helmet-like,  your  head  adorn; 
Be  the  gospel's  preparation 

On  your  feet  like  sandals  worn. 

3  Let  your  loins  around  be  girded 

By  the  truth  your  lips  profess; 
From  your  breast  be  danger  warded 
By  the  plate  of  righteousness. 
\  Let  your  prayers  ascend  with  fervor, 
Without  ceasing  to  the  Lord: 
Not  an  unconcerned  observer, 
Timely  succor  he'll  afford. 
5  Faith  and  hope  must  never  languish, 
All  your  cares  upon  him  cast; 
He'll  enable  you  to  vanquish 
Every  enemy  at  last. 
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DEATH. 

J  Self-denial.  C.  M. 

THE  way  of  life  in  Christ  doth  lead 
Us  all  beneath  the  cross; 
We  must,  who  future  life  would  find, 
Of  self  sustain  a  loss. 

2  If  we  the  Saviour  would  obey, 

We  must  forsake  the  world, 
And  choose  the  straight  and  narrow  way 
He  showeth  in  his  word. 

3  Ourselves  we  always  must  deny 

Of  all  our  lust  and  pride, 
And  pluck  out  the  offending  eye, 
Which  with  the  world  would  side. 

4  'T  is  death  to  self,  thus  to  comply ; 

But  God  we  ne'er  can  praise 
Unless  we  do  ourselves  deny, 
From  all  our  evil  ways. 

5  Then  let  us  always  earnest  strive 

And  willingly  obey, 
That  we  may  gain  eternal  life 
In  that  amazing  day. 

DEATH. 

j  Death  and  the  resurrection.  S.  M 

AND  must  this  body  die? 
This  mortal  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine, 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth  and  worms, 

Shall  but  refine  my  flesh, 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes, 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  often  from  the  skies 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 
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DEATH. 

4  Array 'd  in  glorious  grace 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  pow'r  above. 

6  Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise, 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

410  Separations  in  time.  OS  &  8  $>* 

FRIEND  after  friend  departs: 
Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  finds  not  here  an  end; 
Were  this  frail  world  our  only  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  this  vale  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath. 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  to  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown ; 
A  whole  eternity  of  love, 

Form'd  for  the  good  alone; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  happier  sphere. 

ni  Here  we  have  no  continuing  city.         T.    AT 

411  Het>.  13:  14.    1Jm  m' 

"TTTE  'VE  no  abiding  city  here:" 

VV     This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind, 
But  should  not  cost  a  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 
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2  "We've  no  abiding  city  here:" 
Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home ; 

But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 
"We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

3  "We've  no  abiding  city  here," 
Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do  ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear, 
But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 

4  "We've  no  abiding  city  here," 
We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight  : 

Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

5  0 !  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 
Where  pilgrims  freed  from  toil  aie 

Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove,  [blest; 
I'd  fly  to  thee  and  be  at  rest. 

6  But  hush,  my  soul,  nor  dare  repine, 
The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best : 

While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine ; 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 
412  Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child.  S.  M. 

O  to  thy  rest,  fair  child  ! 
Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
While  yet  so  gentle,  undefiTd, 
With  blessings  on  thy  head. 

2  Before  thy  heart  had  learn'd 
In  waywardness  to  stray; 

Before  thy  feet  had  ever  turn'd  i 

The  dark  and  downward  way ; 

3  Ere  sin  had  sear'd  the  breast, 
Or  sorrow  woke  the  tear; 

Rise  to  thy  throne  of  changeless  rest, 
In  yon  celestial  sphere! 

4  Because  thy  smile  was  fair, 
Thy  lip  and  eye  so  bright, 

Because  thy  loving  cradle  care 
Was  such  a  dear  delight; 
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G' 


5  Shall  love,  with  weak  embrace, 
Thy  upward  wing  detain? 
No!  gentle  angel,  seek  thy  place 
Amid  the  cherub  train. 

413  Death  of  an  infant.  L.  M. 

SO  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flow'r, 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour ; 
So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  healing  art, 
To  soothe  the  anguish  of  the  heart? 
Divine  Redeemer,- be  thou  nigh: 
Thy  comforts  were  not  made  to  die. 

3  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  dying  hope  revives  again  ; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

a  i  a  The  death  of  the  righteous.  J,    \f 

414  Num.23:  10.    ±L  m* 

HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes  ! 

How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  awaj' ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfetter'd  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ! 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears] 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell. 
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5  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heav'n  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
♦  "How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies !' 

a  i  K  The  promised  land.  Q^  ]^[ 

IAR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night, 
Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  There  pain  and  sickness  never  come, 

And  grief  no  more  complains ; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  endless  pleasure  reigns. 

3  No  clouds  those  blissful  regions  know, 

For  ever  bright  and  fair  ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can'never  enter  there. 

4  There  no  alternate  night  is  known, 

Nor  sun's  faint,  sickly  ray  ; 
But  glory  from  the  sacred  throne 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

5  0,  may  the  heav'nly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  ev'ry  thought  above ! 

6  Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 

For  thy  bright  courts  on  high; 
Then  bid  our  spirits  rise  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 

A  1  a  Blessed  are  the  dead,  etc.  f]    "Vf 

*J-0  Rev.  14:  13.    °*  m' 

HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  pro- 
For  all  the  pious  dead;  [claims 

Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 
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DEATH. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless'd; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are! 
From  suff'ring  and  from  sin  releas'd, 
And  freed  from  every  snare.  * 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

417  Death  the  gale  of  heaven.  L.  M. 

WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die? 
Whattim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  0  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pass'd. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

A1Q  Christ  blessing  children.  f)    \f 

41 0  "      Matt.  19:  15.    Kj*  m' 

THY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 
With  transport  all  divine ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  ev'ry  word, 
Thy  love  in  ev'ry  line. 
2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms, 
Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Eeceive  the  smiling  grace. 
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DEATH. 

3  "I  take  these  tender  lambs,"  said  he, 

"  And  lay  them  on  my  breast; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "'Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  can't  dissolve  our  love; 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

5  "  Their  feeble  frames  my  pow'r  shall  raise, 

And  mould  with  heav'nly  skill : 
I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will," 

6  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 

And  shout,  with  joys  divine, 
Tear  Saviour,  all  we  nave  and  are 
Shall  be  forever  thine. 

419  Tlie  happy  change.  L.  M. 

FROM  his  low  bed' of  mortal  dust, 
Escap'd  the  prison  of  his  clay, 
The  new  inhabitant  of  bliss 
To  heaven  directs  his  upward  way. 

2  Ye  fields!  that  witness'd  once  his  tears, 

Ye  winds!  that  wafted  ©ft  his  sighs, 
Ye  mountains,  where  hebreath'd  his  pray'rs, 
Where  sorrow's  shadow  vail'd  his  eyes— 

3  No  more  the  weary  pilgrim  mourns, 

No  more  affliction  wrings  his  heart; 
Th'  unfetter'd  soul  to  God  returns — 
Forever  he  and  anguish  part. 

4  Receive,  O  earth,  his  faded  form, 

In  thy  cold  bosom  let  it  lie; 
Safe  let  it  rest  from  ev'ry  storm — 
Soon  must  it  rise,  no  more  to  die. 
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420  The  Christian's  parting  hour.         L.  M. 

HOW  sweet  the  honr  of  closing  day, 
When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 
And  when  the  sun,  with  cloudless  ray, 
Sheds  mellow  luster  o'er  the  scene! 

2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour ; 

So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest; 
When  faith,  endued  from  heaven  with  pow'r, 
Sustains  and  cheers  his  languid  breast. 

3  Mark  but  that  radiance  of  his  eye, 

That  smile  upon  his  wasted  cheek ! 
They  tell  us  of  his  glory  nigh, 

In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak. 

4  A  beam  from  heav'n  is  sent  to  cheer 

The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road  ; 
And  angels  are  attending  near, 
To  bear  him  to  their  bright  abode. 

5  Who  would  not  wish  to  die  like  those 

Whom  God's  own  spirit  deigns  to  bless? 
To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 
Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness? 

421  On  the  death  of  a  child.  0.    M. 

WAKE  up,  my  muse,  condole  the  loss 
Of  those  who  mourn  this  day; 
Let  tears  run  down  on  every  face, 
And  every  mourner  pray. 

2  The  tyrant,  death,  came  rushing  in, 

And  here,  his  pow'r  to  show, 
With  icy  hand  he  touched  this  child. 
And  laid  its  visage  low. 

3  No  more  the  pleasant  child  is  seen, 

To  please  the  parent's  eye ; 
The  tender  plant,  so  fresh  and  green, 
Is  in  eternity. 

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DEATH. 

4  The  golden  bowl  by  death  is  broke, 

The  pitcher  burst  in  twain; 
The  cistern  wheel  has  felt  the  stroke, 
The  pleasant  child  is  slain. 

5  The  winding-sheet  enfolds  its  limbs, 

The  coffin  holds  it  fast; 
To-day  't  is  seen  by  all  its  friends, 
But  this  must  be  the  last — 

6  Until  the  Lord  doth  come  to  judge 

The  nations  great  and  small ; 
When  you  and  I  the  test  shall  stand, 
Or  at  his  presence  fall. 

422  Death  of  a  pastor.  8s  &  7s. 

PASTOR,  thou  art  from  us  taken 
In  the  glory  of  thy  years, 
As  the  oak,  by  tempest  shaken, 
Falls  ere  time  its  verdure  sears. 

2  Pale  and  cold  we  see  thee  lying 
In  God's  temple,  once  so  dear, 
And  the  mourners'  bitter  sighing 
Falls  unheeded  on  thine  ear. 

5  May  the  conq'ring  faith  that  cheer'd  thee 
When  thy  foot  on  Jordan  press'd, 
Guide  our  spirits  while  we  leave  thee 
In  the  tomb  that  Jesus  bless'd. 

423  The  death  of  children.  C.  M. 
E  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming 

Flow  o'er  your  children  dead,  [tears 
Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 
In  fond  distress  ye  lie, 
Rise,  and  with  joy  and  rev'rence  view 
A  heav'nly  parent  nigh. 
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DEATH. 

3  Though,  your  young  branches  torn  away, 

Like  wither'd  trunks  ye  stand, 
With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom 
Touch'd  by  th'  Almighty's  hand. 

4  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 

Through  which  thy  face  we  see,     [hearts 
And  bless  those  wounds  which  through  our 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 

424  Adieu  to  the  dying  saint.  Li.  M 

FAREWELL,  bright  soul,  a  short  farewell, 
Till  we  shall  meet  again  above  ; 
In  the  sweet  groves  where  pleasures  dwell 
And  trees  of  life  bear  fruits  of  love. 

2  There  glory  sits  on  every  face, 

There  friendship  smiles  in  every  eye ; 
There  shall  our  tongues  relate  the  grace 
That  leads  us  homeward  to  the  sky. 

3  O'er  all  the  names  of  Christ,  the  King, 

Shall  our  harmonious  voices  rove ; 
Our  harps  shall  sound  from  every  string 
The  wonders  of  his  bleeding  love. 

4  Come  sov'reign  Lord  !  dear  Saviour,  come! 

Remove  these  separating  days ; 
Send  thy  bright  wheels  to  fetch  us  home, 
That  golden  hour,  how  long  it  stays ! 

5  Sweet  soul,  we  leave  thee  to  thy  rest; 

Enjoy  thy  Jesus  and  thy  God, 
Till  we,  from  bands  of  clay  released, 
Spring  out  and  climb  the  shining  road. 

Ai)K  Death  of  a  minister  in  his  prime.  1AC 

L*^J  Deut.  34:  7.    xy,°' 

GO  to  thy  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power : 
A  Christian's  always  ready  for  his  time: 
The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

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DEATH. 

2  Go  to  the  grave :  at  noon  frorn  labor  cease; 

Rest  on  thy  sheaves ;  thy  harvest  task  is  done. 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave ;  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 

In  death's  embrace,  ere  he  arose  on  high  ; 
And  all  the  ransom'd,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

4  Go  to  the  grave?— no ;  take  thy  seat  above  ; 

Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  "thou,  for  faith  and  hope,  hast  perfect  love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 

426  The  bereaved  husband.  Li.  M. 

YES,  she  is  gone— yet  do  not  thou 
The  goodness  of  the  Lord  distrust; 
'But  meekly  to  his  wisdom  bow, 

Who  lays  thy  lov'd  one  in  the  dust. 
The  form  is  there — but  seek  not  there 

The  spirit  born  for  light  and  love  ; 
Look  upward — free  from  sin  and  care, 
It  rests  in  joy  with  God  above. 

2  Through  many  checker'd  scenes  of  life, 

Ye  hand  in  hand  have  journey 'd  on; 
For  her  the  labor  and  the  strife 

Are  o'er — the  peaceful  goal  is  won. 
The  pleasant  voice  and  cheering  smile, 

Which  oft  hath  sooth'dthy  harass'd  mind, 
Are  gone  but  for  a  little  while, 

She  hath  not  left  thee  far  behind. 

3  Then  mourn  not  that  an  heir  of  grace 

Has  reach'd  the  goal  of  hope  and  faith ; 
Press  onward  in  the  Christian  race ; 

Brief  is  your  parting  now  by  death. 
Soon  thou  too  wilt  be  called  to  leave 

This  earth,  where  sadly  thou  dost  roam  ; 
Soon  joyfully  wilt  thou  receive, 

In  heav'n,  her  gentle  "Welcome  Home.'* 
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DEATH. 

427  Z%e  widow's  God.  L.  M. 

IN  this  lone  hour  of  deep  distress, 
When  heavy  sorrows  round  me  press, 
Encourag'd  by  thy  gracious  word, 
I  trust  thee  as  the  widow's  God. 

2  A  husband  lies  in  death's  embrace, 
The  grave  is  now  his  resting-place ; 
0,  as  I  pass  beneath  thy  rod, 
Reveal  thyself  the  widow's  God. 

3  Assuage  my  grief,  remove  my  fears, 
Suppress  my  murm'ring,  dry  my  tears ; 
Help  me  to  own  thee  as  my  Lord. 
And  bless  thee  as  the  widow's  God. 

4  Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  stay, 
Protect  by  night,  and  guide  by  day; 
Then,  as  I  travel  life's  rough  road, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  the  widow's  God. 

428  A  funeral  thought.  CM. 

HARK!  from  the  tomb  a  doleful  sound; 
My  ears  attend  the  cry: 
"Ye  living  men.  come  view  the  ground, 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie." 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  tow'rs ! 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God!  is  this  our  certain  doom? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  pow'r  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fiy ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 
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429  Death  of  a  mother.  L.  M.  Doi 

THE  time  is  short,  the  season  nears, 
That  I  must  leave  this  vale  of  tears ; 
Dear  friends,  you  need  not  mourn  that  I 
Am  called  so  early  for  to  die. 
I  hope  to  rest  in  that  abode, 
Where  my  dear  Saviour  and  my  God 
Together  there  in  union  are, 
And  angels  sing  the  happy  choir. 

2  I  leave  you  in  God's  care  below, 
My  husband  and  my  children  too, 
Now  try  to  serve  your  Saviour  here, 
And  travel  through  this  vale  with  fear; 
That,  when  you  leave  this  world  below, 
That  Christ  to  you  may  mercy  show, 
And  to  his  Kingdom  take  you  in, 
No  more  to  be  defiled  by  sin. 

430  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely.      OS  &   «S. 
ISTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 

Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  ev'ning, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber — 
Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low : 

Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number ; 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel; 
But 't  is  God  that  hath  bereft  us: 

He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 
When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 

Then  in  heaven  withjoy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewelFtear  is  shed. 

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ao-i  Asleep  in  Jesus.  T.    "Vf 

*"'l  lThcss.  4:  14.    ■"  1VJ- 

ASLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep; 
A  calm  and  undisturb'd  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus!  0,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  has  lost  its  venom'd  sting! 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest, 

Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest :  i 

No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  pow'r. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  0,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be: 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus!  time  nor  space 
Affects  this  precious  hiding-place : 
On  Indian  plains  or  Lapland  snows 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

A  QQ  Ye  are  not  your  own  C\    "Vf 

4'^  lCor.6:  19.    yj'  m' 

WHY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow, 
When  God  recalls  his  own; 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe 
For  an  immortal  crown  ? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  giv'n? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heav'n. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 

And  they  are  fully  blest : 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  vict'ry  won, 
And  enter'd  into  rest. 
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4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow- 
God  has  recall'd  his  own  ; 
And  let  our  hearts,  in  ev'ry  woe, 
Still  say — u  Thy  will  be  done  !" 

433  Death  of  a  youth.  CM. 

WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pa}', 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

0  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  pow'r — I  too  must  die — 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour, 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  Ihis  alarming  scene, 

May  ev'ry  heart  obey; 
Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  0  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  pow'rful  arm  can  save; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  God,  thy  sov'reign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  healing  pow'r  ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart, 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 

434  Death  disarmed.  C.  M. 

WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'T  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 
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DEATH. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble,  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blest, 

And  softened  ev'ry  bed ; 
Where  shall  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head? 

5  Thence  he  arose;  ascended  high, 

And  show'd  our  feet  the  way  ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise ; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

,\  OK  Our  mortality.  C]    TLf 

43J  Psalm  90:  12.    V?  £*• 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
Thou  Maker  of  my  frame! 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move, 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain, 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 
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4  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show  ; 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore; 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desire  recall; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

436  Maris  future  destiny.  O.  M. 

ND  am  I  born  to  die? 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown? 


A 


2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  will  become  of  me? 
^Eternal  happiness  or  woe 
Must  then  my  portion  be. 

3  I  must  from  God  be  driv'n, 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell : 
Must  come  at  his  command  to  heav'n, 
Or  else — depart  to  hell. 

4  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe ; 
That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

5  Thou  art  thyself  the  way— 

Thyself  to  me  reveal ; 
•    So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day- 
Obedient  to  thy  will. 
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DEATH. 

437  Death  and  immediate  glory.  0.  M. 

THERE  is  a  house  not  made  with,  hands, 
Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall ; 

Then,  0  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'T  is  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh,   ^ 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

438  Death  of  a  mother.  C.    M. 
Y  mother  died,  and  is  no  more, 

Upon  this  vale  of  tears  ; 
Her  spirit's  fled  to  that  bright  shore 
Where  pleasures  banish  fears. 

2  Her  body  's  lying  in  the  ground, 

Her  soul  is  with  its  God  ; 
Nothing  of  her  on  earth  is  found ; 
She  gained  the  rest  she  sought. 

3  Released  from  all  her  fears  and  pains 

And  all  her  tears  below; 
"^orever  on  those  brighter  plains, 
Where  living  fountains  flow. 

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4  She  dwells  secure  from  Satan's  power, 
With  Christ,  her  living  Head  ; 
She  reaps  reward  from  sorrow's  hour, 
And  joys  for  tears  she  shed. 

AOQ  Sorrow  turned  to  joy.  Qo  fr  7  a 

43 y  John  16:  20.     °b  **    ■  h« 

HAPPY  soul!  thy  days  are  ended, 
All  thy  mourning  days  below 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go  ! 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  stands  above ; 

Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

2  Struggling  through  the  latest  passion 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast, 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 

To  his  everlasting  rest; 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  thy  transitory  pain ; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory  ; 

Suffer,  with  the  Lord  to  reign. 

A  A  r\  Brevity  and  uncertainty  of  life.  p    TVf 

^4U  Psalm  39:  4-7.    yjm  XXm 

THEE  we  adore,  eternal  name, 
And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  days  and  months  increase, 
And  ev'ry  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  trav'ling  to  the  grave. 
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DEATH. 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  thro'  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  tierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Infinite  joy,  or  wretched  woe, 

Attends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 

6  Waken,  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road ; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence 
May  they  be  found  with  God. 

441  Death  of  a  child.  C.  M. 

N  early  summons  Jesus  sends 
To  call  a  child  above  : 
And  whispers  o'er  the  weeping  friends, 
T  is  all  the  fruit  of  love. 


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2  To  save  the  darling  child  from  woe, 

And  guard  it  from  all  harms, 
From  all  the  griefs  you  feel  below, 
I  call'd  it  to  my  arms. 

3  Ah,  do  not  rashly  with  me  strive, 

Nor  vainty  fast  or  weep ; 
The  child,  though  dead,  is  yet  alive, 
And  only  fall'n  asleep. 

4  T  is  on  the  Saviour's  bosom  laid, 

And  feels  no  sorrow  there ; 
'Tis  by  a  heavenly  parent  fed, 
And  needs  no  more  your  care. 

5  To  you  the  child  was  only  lent, 

While  mortal  it  was  thine; 
But  now,  in  robes  immortal  pent, 
It  lives  forever  mine. 

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442  Death  of  a  mother.  L.    M. 

THE  bosom  where  I  oft  have  lain, 
And  slept  my  infant  hours  away, 
Will  never  beat  for  me  again, 

'T  is  still  in  death  !  'T  is  lifeless  clay  ! 

2  How  many  were  the  silent  prayers 

My  mother  offered  up  for  me ! 
How  many  were  the  bitter  cares 

She  felt,  when  none  but  God  could  see! 

3  Well,  she  is  gone,  and  now  in  heaven 

She  sings  his  praise,  who  died  for  her; 
And  to  her  hand  a  harp  is  given, 
And  she's  a  heavenly  worshiper. 

4  0  let  me  think  of  all  she  said, 

And  all  the  kind  advice  she  gave  ; 
And  let  me  do  it  now  she's  dead, 
And  sleeping  in  her  lowly  grave. 

5  And  let  me  choose  the  path  she  chose, 

And  her  I  soon  again  may  see, 
Beyond  this  world  of  sin  and  woes, 
With  Jesus,  in  eternity. 

443  A  thought  of  death  and  glory.  CM 

MY  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day. 
And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

2  And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 

The  hollow,  gaping  tomb: 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  summons  come. 

3  0,  could  we  die  with  those  who  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead  ! 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead. 
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DEATH. 

Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above 

In  their  own  glorious  forms, 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 

To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

How  should  we  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 

These  fetters,  and  this  load, 
And  long  for  evening,  to  undress, 

That  we  may  rest  with  God. 

We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 

Before  the  summons  come ; 
And  pray,  and  wish  our  souls  away 

To  their  eternal  home. 


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444  Rest  for  the  weary.  S.  M. 

WHERE  shall  rest  be  found— 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul? 
'T  were  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life,  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death,  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years, 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath : — 
O,  what  eternal  terrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

5  Lord,  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun  ; 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 

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DEATH. 

445  Death  of  a  sister.  P.  M.  8s 

jrp  IS  finished!  the  conflict  is  past, 
X.  The  heaven-born  spirit  is  fled  ; 
Her  wish  is  accomplished  at  last, 

A  sister's  entomb'd  with  the  dead. 
The  months  of  affliction  are  o'er, 

The  days  and  the  nights  of  distress ; 
We  see  her  in  anguish  no  more — 

She's  gain'd  her  soul's  happy  release.  ■ 

2  No  sickness,  or  sorrow,  or  pain, 

Shall  ever  disquiet  her  now ; 
For  death  to  her  spirit  was  gain, 

Since  Christ  was  her  life,  here  below. 
Her  soul  has  now  taken  its  flight 

To  mansions  of  glory  above, 
'  To  mingle  with  angels  of  light, 

And  dwell  in  the  kingdom  of  love. 

3  The  victory  now  is  obtain'd — 

She's  gone  her  dear  Saviour  to  see, 
Her  wishes  she  fully  has  gain'd — 

She's  gone  where  she  long  wish'd  to  be. 
Then  let  us  forbeaf  to  complain, 

That  she  has  now  gone  from  our  sight; 
We  soon  shall  behold  her  again, 

With  new  and  redoubled  delight. 

446  Let  me  die  the  death  of  the  righteous.      0.  M. 

WITH  what  a  fix'd  and  peaceful  mind, 
The  righteous  man  expires! 
Behold  him  breathing  out  his  soul, 
In  hopes  and  blest  desires ! 

2  No   sin  or  fears  disturb  his  soul, 
No  terror  from  below; 
Nor  worldly  glory  stops  his  flight, 
Or  makes  him  loth  to  go. 
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DEATH. 

3  Bright  hosts  of  angels  'round  his  bed, 

With  holy  ardor  stand ; 

Heady  to  bear  aloft  his  soul, 

At  Jesus'  high  command. 

4  How  this  bright  hope,  this  blessed  hope 

My  longing  spirit  charms! 
O  let  me  live  and  die  like  him, 
Enclos'd  in  Jesus'  arms. 

447  Death  of  a  young  person.  CM. 

HOW  short  the  race  our  friend  has  run, 
Cut  down  in  all  his  bloom! — 
The  course  but  yesterday  begun, 
Now  finish'd  in  the  tomb. 

2  Few  are  thy  days,  and  full  of  woe, 

0  man,  of  woman  born! 
Thy  doom  is  written — dust  thou  art, 
To  dust  thou  shalt  return. 

3  Thou  joyous  youth,  hence  learn  how  soon 

Thy  years  may  end  their  flight; 
Long,  long  before  life's  brilliant  noon, 
May  come  death's  gloomy  night. 

5  To  serve  thy  God  no  longer  wait, 

To-day  his  voice  regard ; 
To-morrow  mercy's  open  gate 
May  be  forever  barred. 

5  And  thus  the  Lord  reveals  his  grace, 
Thy  youthful  love  to  gain — 
The  soul  that  early  seeks  my  face, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain. 

448  Peaceful  death  of  the  righteous.  C.  M. 

I  LOOKED  upon  the  righteous  man, 
And  saw  his  parting  breath, 
Without  a  struggle  or  a  sigh, 
Serenely  yield  to  death : 
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DEATH. 

There  was  no  anguish  on  his  brow, 

Nor  terror  in  his  eye  : 
The  spoiler  aimed  a  fatal  dart, 

But  lost  the  victory. 
I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man, 

And  heard  the  holy  prayer 
Which  rose  above  that  breathless  form, 

To  soothe  the  mourners'  care, 
And  felt  how  precious  was  the  gift 

He  to  his  loved  ones  gave — 
The  stainless  memory  of  the  just, 

The  wealth  beyond  the  grave. 
I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man; 

And  all  our  earthly  trust 
Of  pleasure,  vanity,  or  pride, 

Seemed  lighter  than  the  dust, 
Compared  with  his  celestial  gain — 

A  home  above  the  sky: 
0,  grant  us,  Lord,  his  life  to  live, 

That  we  like  him  may  die. 
449  Voice  from  the  dead.  CM. 

Y  youthful  mates,  both  small  and  great 
Stand  here  and  you  shall  see 
A  solemn  sight,  which  is  a  type 

Of  what  you  soon  must  be. 
I  did  appear  once  fresh  and  fair, 

Among  the  youthful  crowd  ; 
But  now  behold  me  dead  and  cold, 

Wrapped  in  a  sable  shroud. 
My  cheeks,  once  red  like  roses  spread, 

My  sparkling  eye  so  gay; 
But  now  you  see  how  'tis  with  me, 

A  lifeless  lump  of  clay. 
When  you  are  dressed  in  all  your  best, 

In  fashion  so  complete, 
You  soon  must  be,  as  you  see  me, 

Wrapped  in  a  winding-sheet. 
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THE  RESURRECTION. 

5  When  you  unto  your  frolics  go, 

Remember  that  I  say, 
In  a  short  time,  though  in  3rour  prime, 
You  may  be  called  away. 

6  Now  I  am  gone,  I  can't  return, 

And  me  no  more  you'll  see ; 
But  it  is  true  that  all  of  you 
Must  shortly  follow  me. 

7  When  you  unto  my  grave  do  go, 

The  gloomy  place  to  see  ; 
I  say  to  you  who  stand  and  view, 
Prepare  to  follow  me. 

THE  RESURRECTION. 

A  £»H  Triumph  over  death.  C]    M 

Job  19:  25-27.        V'  m' 

&REAT  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 
That  nature  must  decay ; 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 
To  dwell  with  fellow  clay. 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  graves, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs, 
My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  mighty  conqu'ror  shall  appear 

High  on  a  royal  seat, 
And  death,  the' last  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquish'd  at  his  feet. 

4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin, 

And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh, 
When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 
He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 

5  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face 

With  strong,  immortal  eyes, 
And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleasure  and  surprise. 
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THE  RESURRECTION. 

451  Exulting  in  the  resurrection.  CM. 

WHEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
This  rending  earth  shall  shake, 
When  opening  graves  shall  yield  their  charge 
And  dust  to  life  awake, — 

2  Those  bodies  that  corrupted  fell 

Shall  incorrupt  arise, 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

3  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung 

Is  now  at  last  fulfilled ; 
And  death  yields  up  his  ancient  reign, 
And,  vanquished,  quits  the  field. 

4  Let  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  now  in  triumph  sing  : — 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory? 
And  where,  0  death,  thy  sting? 

A  Kc)       The  dead  and  living  saints  meeting.      C\    TM" 
4  °^  IThess.  4:  17.  Kjm  iYL* 

THE  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  clouds 
Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend  ; 
And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
The  heav'ns  and  earth  shall  rend. 

2  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 

And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake'; 
The  graves  shall  yield  their  ancient  charge, 
While  earth's  foundations  shake. 

3  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high  ; 
The  heav'nly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 
Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 

4  A  few  short  years  of  exile  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore ; 
Where  death-divided  friends,  at  last, 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 
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TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

453  The  last  lovely  morning.  lis. 

THE  last  lovely  morning,  all  blooming  and  fair, 
Is  fast  onward  fleeting,  and  soon  will  appear. 
The  Bridegroom  from  glory  to  earth  shall  descend, 
And  thousands  of  angels  around  him  attend. 
2  The  graves  will  he  opened,  the  dead  vdll  arise, 
And  with  their  Redeemer  will  meet  in  the  skies. 
The  saints,  then  immortal,  in  glory  shall  reign, 
The  bride  with  the  Bridegroom  forever  remain. 

TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

A  P.  A  Importance  of  time.  T.    M" 

Eph.  5:  16.    XJm  m* 

TIME!  how  few  thv  value  weigh! 


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How  few  will  estimate  a  day ! 
Days,  months  and  years  are  rolling  on, 
The  soul  neglected  and  undone. 

2  In  painful  cares,  in  empty  joys, 
Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys; 
While  death  stands  watching  at  our  side, 
Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 

3  "Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 
Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place? 
Was  it  for  this  his  thoughts  design'd 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind? 

4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashion'd  all  the  sons  of  time ; 
Then  let  us  ev'ry  day  give  heed, 
That  we  his  servants  be  indeed. 

455  Time  fleeting.  7s  &  6s. 

TIME  is  winging  us  away 
To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb: 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  will  be 
Enclos'd  in  death's  cold  arms. 
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TIME  AND  iSTEENITY. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 
To  our  eternal  home; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day— 
A  journey  to  the  tomb: 

rBut  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 
Health  and  beauty  soon  above , 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 
Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

456     Rapidity  and  uncertainly  of  time.     C.  P.  JVL 
Y  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  years 
Fly  rapid  as  the  whirling  spheres, 
Around  the  steady  pole; 
Time,  like  a  tide,  its  motion  keeps, 
And  I  must  launch  through  endless  deeps, 
Where  endless  ages  roll. 

2  The  grave  is  near  the  cradle  seen; 
How  swift  the  moments  pass  between, 

And  whisper  as  they  fly  : 
Unthinking  man,  remember  this — 
Though  fond  of  sublunary  bliss — 

That  thou  must  groan  and  die. 

3  My  soul,  attend  the  solemn  call ! 
Thy  earthly  tent  must  shortly  fall, 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight, 
Beyond  the  vast  expansive  blue, 
To  sing  above,  as  angels  do, 

Or  sink  in  gloomy  night. 

A  nfl  Vanity  of  earthly  enjoyments.  f]    "Vf 

4  J  •  Eccl.  1 :  2.    V-  m" 

HOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 
How  false,  and  yet  how  fair! 
Each  pleasure  has  its  poison,  too, 
And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 
2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh 
Where  we  possess  delight. 
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TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

3  Our  dearest  joys  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour!  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 


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AKQ  Your  fathers,  where  are  they  f  Q.    "lU 

*JO  Zecli.  1:  5.     °*  m" 

"OW  swift  the  torrent  rolls 
That  bears  us  to  the  sea; 
The  tide  that  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity. 

2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 

With  all  they  call'd  their  own? 
Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honor,  gone. 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

4  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

459  Value  of  a  moment.  L.  M. 

AT  every  motion  of  our  breath, 
Life  trembles  on  the  brink  of  death  ; 
A  taper's  flame  that  upward  turns, 
While  downward  to  the  dust  it  burns. 
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TIME  AND  ETEEN1TY. 

2  Moment  by  moment  years  are  past, 
And  one  ere  long  wili  be  our  last; 
There  is  a  point  no  eye  can  see, 
Yet  on  it  hangs  eternity. 

3  This  is  that  moment — who  shall  tell, 
Whether  it  leads  to  heaven  or  hell? 
This  is  that  moment — as  we  choose, 
Th'  immortal  soul  we  save,  or  lose. 

4  Time  past  and  time  to  come  are  not — 
Time  present  is  our  only  lot; 

0  God !  henceTorth  our  hearts  incline, 
To  seek  no  other  love  than  thine. 

^  Boast  not  thyself  of  to-morrow.  Q    1M" 

J  Pro  v.  27:  1.     °"  JU" 

TO-MORROW,  Lord!  is  thine, 
Lodg'd  in  thy  sov'reign  hand ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away ; 
O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Awake,  by  thine  almighty  pow'r, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 

O,  be  it  still  pursued! 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renew'd. 

[  Serious  prospect  of  eternity.  0.  x  .  M 

LO  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'  Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand  ; 
Yet  how  insensible ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 
Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 
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TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

2  0  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtless  heart 

Eternal  things  impress; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late : 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

IfiO  Our  frailly.  C]    \f 

40  Z  1  Peter  1:  24.        %Jm  m' 

LET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
Nor  death  nor  danger  fear; 
But  we'll  confess,  0  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land; 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone; 
Strange !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long ! 

4  But 't  is  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  form'd  us  first; 
Praise  be  to  his  almighty  name, 
That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 
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TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

5  While  we  have  breath,  or  life,  or  tongues, 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore; 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

463  Here  we  have  no  abiding  city.  Jj.  M. 

WE  are  not  here  for  earth — no,  no ! 
We  soon  must  leave  all  here  below , 
Our  labors  here  shall  soon  be  done, 
When  we  must  leave  for  worlds  unknown. 

2  How  should  we  then  our  time  employ, 
•    To  reach  the  place  of  endless  joy? 

How  should  we  live,  so  that  we  may, 
Secure  the  bliss  of  endless  day? 

3  Come,  let  us  then  go  hand  in  hand, 
All  joining  in  a  loving  band, 

To  help  each  other  from  the  snares 
Which  lie  to  take  us  unawares. 

4  And  wrhen  our  warfare  here  shall  cease, 
We  reach  the  land  of  perfect  peace  : 
There  can  we  all  forever  sing, 
Hosanna  to  our  God  and  King. 

464  Eternity.  L.  M. 

ETERNITY  is  just  at  hand ! 
And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand  ? 
And  careless  view  departing  day? 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away? 

2  Lo  !  an  eternity  there  is, 

Of  endless  woe,  or  endless  bliss : 
And,  swift  as  time  fulfils  its  round, 
We  to  eternity  are  bound. 

3  What  countless  millions  of  mankind 
Have  left  this  fleeting  world  behind !  [see : 
They're  gone!  but  where?  ah,  pause  and 
Gone  to  a  long  eternity ! 

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TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

4  Sinner,  canst  thou  forever  dwell 
In  all  the  fiery  deeps  of  hell? 
And  is  death  nothing,  then,  to  thee — 
Death  and  a  dread  eternity? 

465  Time  is  short.  C.  M. 

•*rpHE  time  is  short!"  the  season  near, 
J.      When  death  will  us  remove, 
To  leave  our  friends,  however  dear, 
And  all  we  fondly  love. 

2  "The  time  is  short!"  sinners,  beware, 

Nor  trifle  time  away ; 
The  word  of  your  salvation  hear, 
AVhile  it  is  call'd  to-day. 

3  "The  time  is  short !"  ye  rebels,  now 

To  Christ,  the  Lord,  submit; 
To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bow, 
And  yield  at  Jesus'  feet. 

4  "The  time  is  short!"  ye  saints,  rejoice, 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come  ; 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice 
To  call  you  to  your  home. 

5  "  The  time  is  short!"  it  swiftly  flies  ; 

The  hour  is  just  at  hand, 
When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies. 
And  reach  the  wished-for  land. 

i66  Rejoicing  in  view  of  death.  0.  M. 

AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
And  let  it  droop  and  die; 
My  soul  shall  quit  this  mournful  vale. 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high; — 
2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long-sought  rest — 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants — 
In  my  Redeemer's  breast. 
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TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  pain. 

4  0,  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet? 

5  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away — 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 
In  that  eternal  day. 

467  Shortness  of  time.  M.  7s 

SWIFT  the  moments  fly  away — 
First  the  hour,  and  then  the  day, 
Next  the  week,  the  month,  the  year, 
Steal  away,  and  disappear. 

2  Time  is  ever  on  the  wing, 
While  I  speak,  or  think,  or  sing! 
Whether  night,  or  whether  day, 
Time  is  rolling  fast  away  ! 

3  Think,  my  soul!  awake  and  see 
What  will  soon  become  of  thee  ! 
Whither  tending,  canst  thou  tell — 
Up  to  heaven,  or  down  to  hell? 

4  Jesus,  I  would  humbly  pray, 
Guide  and  keep  me  in  the  way ; 
Every  gift  and  grace  bestow; 
Wean  my  heart  from  things  below. 

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JUDGMENT. 

JUDGMENT. 

468  Christ  coming  to  judgment.       8s,  7s,  &4. 
O !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train: 

Hallelujah ! 
Jesus  comes,  and  comes  to  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty ; 
Those  who  set  at  naught,  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
That  they  now  condemn'd  must  be. 

3  Now  the  Saviour,  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear: 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected, 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air: 

Hallelujah ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear. 

469  Wheat  and  tares,  or  last  harvest.         Li.  M. 

THIS  is  the  field,  the  world  below, 
In  which  the  sowers  came  to  sow; 
Jesus  the  wheat,  Satan  the  tares — 
For  so  the  word  of  truth  declares : 
And  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  take  the  harvest  home. 

2  To  love  my  sins,  a  saint  appear, 

To  grow  with  wheat  and  be  a  tare — 
May  serve  me  while  on  earth  below, 
Where  tares  and  wheat  together  grow: 
But  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come,  &c. 

3  Most  awful  truth!  and  is  it  so? 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know  ? 

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JUDGMENT. 

Is  every  one  a  wheat  or  tare? 
Me  for  the  harvest,  Lord,  prepare : 
For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come,  c(r. 

4  Then  all  who  truly  righteous  be, 

Their  Father's  kingdom  there  shall  see; 
But  tares  in  bundles  shall  be  bound, 
And  cast  to  hell — O,  doleful  sound  ! 
For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come,  &c. 

470  Banishment  from  God  dreadful.         0.  M 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  Depart? 

3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'T  would  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What !  to  be  banish'd  from  my  life, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die ! 

To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 

Yet  death  forever  fly  ! 

5  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair! 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station,  where 
I  cannot  taste  his  love! 

6  0  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands! 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands! 
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JUDGMENT. 

471  The  solemn  parting.  G.  M. 
EHOLD  that  great  and  awful  day 

Of  parting  soon  will  come, 
When  sinners  must  be  hurl'd  away, 
And  Christians  gather'd  home. 

2  Perhaps  the  parent  sees  the  child 

Sink  down  to  endless  flames, 
With  shrieks,  and  howls,  and  bitter  cries, 
Never  to  rise  again. 

3  "0  father!  see  my  blazing  hands, 

Mother !  behold  your  child  : 
Against  you  now  a  witness  stands 
Amidst  the  flames  confinM  !" 

4  The  child  perhaps  the  parents  view 

Go  headlong  down  to  hell : 
Gone  with  the  rest  of  Satan's  crew, 
And  bid  the  child  farewell ! 

5  The  husband  sees  his  piteous  wife, 
.    With  whom  he  once  did  dwell, 
Depart  with  groans  and  bitter  cries 

My  husband !  fare  you  well ! 

'6  But  0  !  perhaps  the  wife  may  see 
The  man  she  once  did  love, 
Sink  down  to  endless  misery, 
Whilst  she  is  crown'd  above. 

472  Day  of  Judgment.  8s,   7s  &  4. 

DAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders! 
Hark!  the  trumpet's  awful  sound- 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, — 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round! 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound ! 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 
Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 
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JUDGMENT. 

Yon,  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine :" 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine! 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken — 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea; 
All  the  pow'rs  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee  : 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  Horrors,  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
"  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart! 

And  with  Satan 
And  his  angels  have  thy*part!" 

5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below, 
He  wrill  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 

You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

AHD      Behold  he  comeih  xv Uh  clouds.      Q  7  9,  7  4.  7 
4/3  Itev.  1:7.  °il  rV  '    '' ' 

SEE  th'  Eternal  Judge  descending, 
Seated  on  his  Father's  throne; 
Now,  poor  sinner,  Christ  will  show  thee 
That  he's  with  the  Father  one: 

Trumpets  call  thee, 
Stand  and  hear  the  awful  doom. 

2  Hear  the  sinner  now  lamenting, 
At  the  sight  of  fiercer  pain  ; 
Cries  and  tears  he  now  is  venting, 
But  he  weeps  and  cries  in  vain; 

Greatly  mourning, 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again. 
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JUDGMENT. 

3  Yonder  sits  my  slighted  Saviour, 

With  the  marks  of  dying  love : 
0  that  I  had  sought  his  favor, 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move ! 

Doom'd  I'm  justly, 
For  I  have  against  him  strove. 

4  All  his  wooing  I  have  slighted, 

While  he  daily  sought  my  soul, 
If  my  vows  to  him  I  plighted, 
Yet  for  sin  I  broke  them  all ; 

Golden  moments, 
How  neglected  did  they  roll ! 

5  There  I  see  my  godly  neighbors, 

Who  were  once  despised  by  me, 
Now  they're  clad  in  dazzling  splendor, 
Waiting  my  sad  fate  to  see: 

Farewell,  neighbors — 
Dismal  gulf,  I'm  bound  for  thee. 

474  Reflection  on  the  Judgment.  CM. 

AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer,  in  that  day, 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say  ? 

2  YTes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful,  then,  ought  I  to  live! 

With  what  religious  fear! 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior  here. 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestow; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 
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5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 
0,  let  me  feel  thee  near; 
And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 
I  at  thy  bar  appear. 

475  C.  P.M. 

WHEN  thou  my  righteous  Judge  shalt  come, 
To  call  thy  ransom 'd  people  home, 
Shall  1  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who"  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now — 
Before  thy  gracious  "throne  to  bow — 

Though*  weakest  of  them  all. 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
To  have  my  worthless  name  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace ! 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  niy  hiding  place, 

In  that  expected  day: 
Thy  pard'ning  voice  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  each  unbelieving  fear ; 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

i  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
"Whene'er  the  archangel  s  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loud  through  all  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring, 

With  shouts  of  boundless  grace. 


HELL. 

476  seii.  L.  M. 

HELL !  't  is  a  word  of  dreadful  sound ! 
It  chills  the  heart  and  shocks  the  ear, 
It  spreads  a  sickly  damp  around, 
And  makes  the  guilty  quake  with  fear. 

2  Far  from  the  utmost  verge  of  day. 
Its  frightful,  gloomy  region  lies! 
Fierce  flames  amidst  the  darkness  play, 
And  thick,  sulphureous  vapors  rise. 
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HELL. 

3  Conscience,  the  never-cfying  worm, 

With  constant  torture  gnaws  the  heart; 
And  woe  and  wrath,  in  every  form, 
Inflame  the  wounds,  increase  the  smart. 

4  The  wretches  rave,  o'erwhelmed  with  woe, 

And  bite  their  everlasting  chains; 
And  with  their  rage,  their  torments  grow ; 
Resentment  but  augments  their  pains. 

5  Sad  world,  indeed  !  what  heart  can  bear 

Hopeless  in  all  those  pains  to  lie  ; 
Rack'd  with  vexation,  grief,  despair — 
And  ever  dying — never  die? 

6  "  Lord,  save  a  guilty  soul  from  hell, 

Who  seeks  thy  pard'ning,  cleansing  blood  ; 
0  !  let  me  in  thy  kingdom  dwell, 
To  praise  my  Saviour  and  my  God." 

477  Perdition.  C.  M. 

FAR  from  the  utmost  verge  of  day, 
Hell's  gloomy  regions  lie ; 
WThere  flames  amid  the  darkness  play, 
The  worm  shall  never  die. 

2  The  breath  of  God,  his  angry  breath, 

Supplies  and  fans  the  fire ; 
There  sinners  taste  the  second  death, 
And  would,  but  can't  expire. 

3  Conscience,  the  never-dying  worm, 

With  torture  gnaws  the  heari ; 
And  woe  and  wrath,  in  every  form, 
Is  now  the  sinner's  part. 

4  Sad  world,  indeed ;  ah  !  who  can  bear 

Forever  there  to  dwell, — 
Forever  sinking  to  despair, 
In  all  the  Dains  of  hell? 
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478  Where  the  worm  dielh  not,       M.  8s  &  7s. 

SINNER,  can  you  slight  the  Saviour, 
Press  your  downward  way  to  hell, 
Sink  your  priceless  soul  forever, 
Where  the  lost  in  anguish  dwell? 

2  Conscience  is  a  worm  undying, 

Guilt  an  everlasting  fire  ; 
Hope,  its  blessed  beam  denying, 
Must  from  that  dark  world  retire. 

3  In  that  prison,  endless  moanings, 

Blasphemies  and  madness  dwell ; 
Chains  of  darkness,  shrieks  and  groanings, 
This,  0  sinner,  this  is  hell. 

4  Sinner,  can  you  slight  the  Saviour, 

Press  your  downward  way  to  hell, 
Sink  your  priceless  soul  forever, 
Where  the  lost  in  anguish  dwell  ? 

479  The  rich  man  and  Lazarus.  Jj.  M. 

IN  what  confusion  earth  appears — 
God's  dearest  children  bathed  in  tears ! 
While  they  who  heaven  itself  deride, 
Riot  in  luxury  and  pride. 

2  But  patient  let  my  soul  attend, 
And,  ere  I  censure,  view  the  end  ; 
That  end  how  different!  who  can  tell 
The  wide  extremes  of  heaven  and  hell  ? 

3  See  the  red  flames  around  him  twine 
Who  did  in  gold  and  purple  shine  ; 
Nor  can  his  tongue  one  drop  obtain 
T'  allay  the  scorching  of  his  pain  ; 

4  While  round  the  saint,  so  poor  below, 
Full  rivers  of  salvation  flow  ; 

On  Abrah'm's  breast  he  leans  his  head, 
And  banquets  on  celestial  bread, 
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HEAVEN. 

HEAVEN. 

480  Longing  for  Heaven.  M.  lis. 

I  WOULD  not  live  aiway ;  1  ask  not  to  stay 
W  here  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way; 
The  few  lucid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  followed  by  gloom,  or  beclouded  with  fear. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway,  if  fettered  by  sin- 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  ; 
And  th'  rapture  of  pardon  be  mingled  with  fears, 
And  th'  cnp  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway ;  no — welcome  the  tomb : 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  1  dread  not  its  gloom: 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God — 
Away  from  yon  heaven, that  blissful  abode,  [plains, 
Where  th'  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er  the 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 

5  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  th'  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 


,|Ql  Ever  with  the  Lord.  Q.   "Vf 

4ol  IThess.  4:17.     °*  m' 

aT7lOR  ever  with  the  Lord!" 
_C      Amen  !  so  let  it  be  ; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word — 
'T  is  immortality. 

2  Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him,  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  Mj7  Father's  house  on  high — 

Home  of  my  soul — how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye 
The  golden  gates  appear ! 

4  "  Forever-with  the  Lord!" 

Father,  if 't  is  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfill. 
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5  So,  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
In  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

6  Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 
"  For  ever  with  the  Lord !' 

482  What  must  it  be  to  be  theref  8s. 

WE  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest — 
That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair; 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confess'd: 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 

2  We  speak  of  its  pathways  of  gold — 

Its  walls,  deck'd  with  jewels  so  rare — 
Its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold  : 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 

3  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care — 
From  trials  without  and  within: 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 

4  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love — 

The  robes  which  the  glorified  wear — 
The  church  of  the  first-born  above: 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 

5  0  Lord,  amidst  gladness  or  woe, 

For  heaven  our  spirits  prepare  ; 
And  shortly  we  also  shall  know, 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 

JQO  No  tears  in  heaven.  Q^  ]\J^ 

WHAT,  if  our  bark,  o'er  life's  rough  wave, 
By  adverse  winds  be  driv'n, 
And  howling  tempests  'round  us  rave? — 
There  are  no  tears  in  heav'n. 
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N 


2  What,  though  affliction  be  our  lot, 

Our  hearts  with  anguish  nv'n ! 
Still,  let  it  never  be  forgot — 
There  are  no  tears  in  heav'n. 

3  Our  sweetest  joys  here  vanish  all, 

And  fade  like  hues  at  even  ; 
Our  brightest  hopes  like  meteors  fall — 
There  are  no  tears  in  heav'n. 

4  The  mourner  sad,  who,  drown'd  in  grief, 

Hath  long  in  sorrow  striv'n, 
Shall  find,  at  last,  a  sweet  relief—  . 
Tears  wiped  away  in  heav'n. 

5  Thou,  God,  our  joy  and  rest  shalt  be, 

And  sorrow  far  be  driv'n  ; 
And  sin  and  death  forever  flee ; 
There  are  no  tears  in  heav'n. 

6  There,  from  the  blooming  tree  of  life 

The  healing  fruit  isgiv'n; 
There,  there  shall  cease  the  painful  strife; 
There  are  no  tears  in  heav'n. 

484  Amleahi%^e:w.  SM.D. 

A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seasons  come ; 
And  we  shall  lie  with  them  that  rest, 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. 

Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  great  day ; 
0  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away. 

2  A  few  more  suns  shall  set 

O'er  these  dark  hills  of  time, 
And  we  shall  be  where  suns  are  not, 
A  far  serener  clime. 

3  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild,  rocky  shore ; 
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HEAVEN. 

And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

4  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

5  A  few  more  meetings  here 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way  ; 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 
Th'  eternal  Sabbath  day. 

A  Q  K  Termination  of  Christian  warfare.  Q  7  Q  7  '7  7 
*OJ  Rev.  2:10.       °i' )°)1 1*  i*  • 

WHEN  we  pass  through  yonder  river, 
When  we  reach  the  farther  shore, 
There's  an  end  of  war  for  ever ; 

We  shall  see  our  foes  no  more: 
All  our  conflicts  then  shall  cease, 
■    Followed  by  eternal  peace. 

2  After  warfare,  rest  is  pleasant: 

0,  how  sweet  the  prospect  is  ! 
Though  we  toil  and  strive  at  present, 

Let  us  not  repine  at  this  : 
Toil,  and  pain,  and  conflict  past, 

All  endear  repose  at  last. 

3  When  we  gain  the  heav'nly  regions, 

When  we  touch  the  heav'nly  shore — 
Blessed  thought! — no  hostile  legions 

Can  alarm  or  trouble  more  : 
Far  beyond  the  reach  of  foes, 

We  shall  dwell  in  sweet  repose. 

4  0,  that  hope!  how  bright,  how  glorious! 

'T  is  his  people's  blest  reward; 
In  the  Saviour's  strength  victorious, 

They  at  length  behold  their  Lord : 
In  his  kingdom  they  shall  rest, 

In  his  love  be  fully  blest. 
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G! 


HEAVEN. 

AQR  So  great  a  cloud  of  witnesses.  f]   TUT 

*S  Heb.  12:1.     ^'  m' 

1VE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 
Within  the  vail,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be ! 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 

With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  vic'try  came; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  that  he  trod. 

His  zeal  inspir'd  their  breast; 
And,  following  their  incarnate  Lord, 
Possess  the  promis'd  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  his  own  pattern  giv'n, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heav'n. 

487  The  Christian's  horns.  P.M. 

AN  alien  from  God  and  a  stranger  to  grace, 
I  wander  through  earth,  its  gay  pleasures  to 
In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continue  to  roam,  [trace  ; 
Unmindful,  alas  !  that  it  leads  me  from  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
O  Saviour,  direct  me  to  heaven,  my  home. 

2  The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade  away, 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay; 
But  pleasures  more  lasting  in  Jesus  are  giv'n — 
Salvation  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in  heav'n. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
The  saints  in  those  mansions  are  ever  at  home. 

3  Allure  me  no  longer,  ye  false  glowing  charms, 
The  Saviour  invites  me,  I'll  go  to  his  arms  ; 
At  the  banquet  of  mercy,  I  bear  there  is  room, 

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O  there  may  1  feast  with  his  children  at  home! 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

0  Jesus,  conduct  me  to  heaven,  my  home  ! 

4  Farewell,  vain  amusements— my  follies,  adieu, 
While  Jesus,  and  heaven,  and  glory  I  view  ; 

1  feast  on  the  pleasures  that  flow  from  his  throne, 
The  foretaste  of  heaven,  sweet  heaven,  my  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
O  when  shall  I  share  the  fruition  of  home  ? 

aqo  ■  My  Father's  home.  T.    M" 

4od  John  14:  2.    lJ'  m" 

~\/["Y  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair, 

iVX  No  pain   nor  death  can  enter  there; 
Its  glitt'ring  towers  the  sun  outshine, 
That  heav'nly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 
I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  home,  to  die  no  more. 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky; 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heav'nly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

3  While  here,  a  stranger  far  from  home, 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam ; 
And  though,  like  Lazarus,  sick  and  poor, 
My  heav'nly  mansion  is  secure. 

4  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 
Which  flames  devour  or  waves  o'erflow; 
Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own, 

A.  heav'nly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

5  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be — 
This  heav'nly  mansion  stands  for  me. 

A  Q  Q    There  remainelh  therefore  a  rest  to  the    C\    "Vf 
*±Oy  people  of  God.  ^.  iVL. 

Heb.  4 :  9. 

THE  happy  shore,  on  Eden's  plains, 
The  realms  of  endless  day, 
Are  far  removed  from  earthly  pains, 
Unseen  by  mortal  clay. 
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2  O  may  we  in  that  kingdom  meet, 

There  from  our  toils  to  rest; 
O  may  we  there  each  other  greet, 
And  be  forever  blest! 

3  There  will  our  evil  passions  cease; 

Then  is  the  conflict  o'er; 
There  we  can  rest  with  God  in  peace, 
Where  sin  will  be  no  more. 

4  0,  then,  how  should  we  strive  to  be 

Redeemed  from  all  our  fears, 
And  go  where  Gcd  himself  will  be, 
And  wipe  away  our  tears. 


0 


j  QA  -A-  better  country.  C\    "M" 

HelD.ll:  16.    yj'  1V1 

WHAT  a  lonely  path  were  ours, 
Could  we,  O  Father,  see 
No  home  of  rest  beyond  it  all, 
No  guide  or  help  in  thee! 

2  But  thou  art  near,  and  with  us  still, 

To  keep  us  on  the  way 
That  leads  along  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  the  bright  world  of  day. 

3  There  shall  thy  glory,  O  our  God! 

Break  fully  on  our  view; 
And  we,  thy  saints,  rejoice  to  find 
That  all  thy  word  was  true. 

4  There  Jesus,  on  his  heav'nly  throne, 

Our  wond'ring  eyes  shall  see; 
While  we  the  blest  associates  there, 
Of  all  his  joy  shall  be. 

5  Sweet  hope !  we  leave  without  a  sigh 

A  blighted  world  like  this; 
To  bear  the  cross,  despise  the  shame, 
For  all  that  weight  of  bliss. 
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HEAVEN. 

/(  0 1  Your  redemption  draweth  nigh.  f]    \  \ 

*^  J-  Luke  21:  28.    Kj'  m" 

"E  weary,  heavy-laden  souls, 


Y 


Who  are  oppressed  sore, 
Ye  trav'lers  through  the  wilderness, 

To  Canaan's  peaceful  shore ; 
Through  chilling  winds,  and  beating  rain, 

And  wTaters  deep  and  cold, 
And  enemies  surrounding  you, 

Take  courage  and  be  bold ! 

2  For  Canaan's  land  is  just  before, 

Sweet  spring  is  coming  on ; 
A  few  more  beating  winds  and  rains, 

And  winter  will  be  gone. 
Methinks  I  now  begin  to  see 

The  borders  of  that  land; 
The  trees  of  life,  with  heav'nly  fruit, 

In  beauteous  order  stand. 

3  0,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  my  believing  eyes; 
Methinks  I  see  Jerusalem, 

A  city  in  the  skies: 
Bright  angels  whisp'ring  me  away — 

"0  come,  my  brother,  come!" 
And  I  am  willing  to  be  gone 

To  my  eternal  home. 

492  The  shining  shore.  8s  &  7s, 

MY  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly — 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 
For  now  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over, 
And,  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 
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HEAVEN-. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dearv 

Our  heavenly  home  discerning; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp, be  burning. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever, 
Our  King  says  come,  and  there's  our  home, 

For  ever !  0,  for  ever ! 

/1QQ         They  shall  walk  with  me  in  white.         T,   TVf 
*yi)  Rev.  3:  4.    -u*  m* 

0  HAPPY  saints,  that  dwell  in  light, 
And  wralk  with  Jesus  clothed  in  white, 
Safe  landed  on  that  peaceful  shore, 
Where  pilgrims  meet  to  part  no  more ! 

2  Releas'd  from  sorrow,  sin  and  strife, 
Death  was  the  gate  to  endless  life, 

And  now  they  range  the  heav'nly  plains, 
And  sing  his  love  in  melting  strains. 

3  They  gaze  upon  his  beauteous  face, 
And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace; 
Or,  overwhelm'd  with  raptures  sweet, 
Sink  dowm,  adoring,  at  his  feet. 

4  Ah,  Lord !  with  falt'ring  steps  I  creep, 
And  sometimes  sing,  and  sometimes  weep  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  in  heaven,  to  prove 
The  heights  and  depths  of  Jesus'  love  ? 

a  ft  A  A  prospect  of  heaven,  etc.  n    1UT 

4^4  Deut.  34:  5.    ^'  m' 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
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HEAVEN. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-with'ring  flow'rsj 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

That  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  linger,  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  0,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove — 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise — 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  un beclouded  eyes; 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er —     [flood, 
Not  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold 
Could  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

49D  Prospect  of  heaven.  C.  M. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  0,  the  transporting,  rapt'rous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow  : 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  vales, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 
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HEAVEN. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  nor  pois'nons  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore: 
Sickness  and  sorrows,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

7  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  soul 

Can  here  no  longer  stay ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

4Qg  A  rest  for  God'speople.^  ^    g     Q#  ]^ 

LORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains, 
To  all  thy  people  known, 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  lov'd  alone. 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fix'd  on  things  above — 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  0  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Saviour,  now  thy  pow'r  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart — 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 
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5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'st  I  would, 

And  have  thee  all  my  own  : 
Thee,  O  my  all-sufficient  good, 
I  want,  and  thee  alone. 

6  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant ! 

This — only  this  be  giv'n — 
Nothing  beside  my  God  I  want — 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heav'n. 

497  Tlie  heavenly  Jerusalem.  \j.  M. 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
0,  how  I  long  for  thee! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stones, 

Most  glorious  to  behold! 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold. 

3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  greens 

My  study  long  have  been; 
Such  sparkling  light,  by  human  sight, 
Has  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus,  O  glorious  Lord, 

Why  should  I  stay  from  thence? 
WThat  folly  't  is,  that  I  should  dread 
To  die,  and  go  from  hence. 

498  The  peace  and  repose  of  heaven.  0.  M. 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace 
For  those  with  cares  opprest, 
When  sighs  and  sorrowing  tears  shall  cease 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 

2  'T  is  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 
And  doubts  which  here  annoy  ; 
Then  they  who  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 
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0 


3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Where  storms  assail  no  more ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy ; 
There  they  who  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

499  The  spirit  land.  C.  M. 
YES,  there  is  a  happier  shore, 

A  land  of  sweeter  bliss  ! 
More  radiant,  bright  and  beautiful, 
And  lovelier  far  than  this. 

2  Where  stainless  spirits  wander  free, 

In  shining  garments  clad  ; 
And  every  eye  is  lit  with  joy, 
And  every  heart  is  glad. 

3  No  pain  or  sorrow  ever  can 

Enter  this  world  so  fair, 
No  scenes  of  woe,  oft  felt  below, 
Are  ever  witnessed  there. 

4  This  blissful  region  ever  was, 

And  ever  still  shall  be; 
And  never  will  it  pass  away, 
Through  all  eternity. 

5  It  is  the  weary  pilgrim's  home, 

The  rest  to  wand'rers  given  ; 
The  great  reward  of  holy  souls, 
The  Christian's  future  heaven. 

500  The  glorified  saints.  M.  7. 

WHO  are  these  array'd  in  white, 
Brighter  than  the  noon-day  sun? 
Foremost  of  the  sons  of  light, 
Nearest  the  eternal  throne? 
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MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

These  are  they  who  bore  the  cross, 
Nobly  for  their  Master  stood  ; 

Suff' rers  in  his  righteous  cause, 
Followers  of  the  dying  God. 

2  Out  of  great  distress  they  came  ; 

Wash'd  their  robes  by  faith  below 
In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, 

Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow; 
Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne, 

Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night  ; 
God  resides  among  his  own, 

God  doth  in  his  saints  delight. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  ; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs, 

Perfect  love  dispels  their  fears, 
And  for  ever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

MEETING  AND  PAETING. 

501  A  better  country— a  heavenly.  Li.  M, 

THERE  is  a  heav'n  above  the  skies, 
A  heav'n  where  pleasure  never  dies 
A  heav'n  I  some  time  hope  to  see, 
But  fear  again  't  is  not  for  me. 

2  The  way  is  difficult  and  strait, 
And  narrow  is  the  gospel  gate  ; 
Ten  thousand  dangers  are  therein, 
Ten  thousand  snares  to  take  me  in. 

3  I  travel  through  a  world  of  foes, 
Through  conflicts  sore  my  spirit  goes  ; 
The  tempter  cries, — I  ne'er  shall  stand, 
Nor  reach  fair  Canaan's  happv  land. 

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MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

4  Come  life,  come  death,  come  then  what  will, 
His  footsteps  I  will  follow  still ; 

'Mid  thickening  toils,  and  hell's  alarms, 
I  shall  be  safe  in  his  dear  arms. 

5  Then,  O  my  soul,  arise  and  sing, 
Behold  thy  Saviour,  Friend  and  King, 
With  pleasing  smiles  he  now  looks  down, 
And  cries  "  press  on  and  take  the  crown." 

6  Prove  faithful,  then,  a  few  more  days, 
Fight  the  good  fight,  and  win  the  race, 

•    And  then  the  kingdom  thou  shalt  share  ; 
Thy  head  a  crown  of  glory  wear. 

Kni  It  is  good  to  be  here.  P    M 

Vyl  Matt.  17:  4.     Kj'  iV1* 

LORD,  when  together  here  we  meet, 
And  taste  thy  heav'nly  grace, 
Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet, 
We're  loth  to  leave  the  place. 

2  Bat,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will 

That  we  must  part  again, 
0,  may  thy  special  presence  still 
With  ev'ry  one  remain. 

3  And  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one, 

Bound  with  the  cords  of  love; 
Till  we,  before  thy  glorious  throne, 
Shall  joyful  meet  above. 

4  All  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart 
"  Shall  then  forever  fly  ; 

Nor  shall  a  thought  that  we  must  part 
Once  interrupt  our  joy. 

503  A  farewell  hymn.  L.  M. 

MY  dearest  friends,  in  bonds  of  love, 
Our  hearts  in  sweetest  union  prove ; 
Your  friendship's  like  a  drawing  band, 
Yet  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 
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MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

Your  presence  sweet,  your  union  dear, 
Your  words  delightful  to  my  ear; 
And  when  I  see  that  we  must  part, 
You  draw  like  chords  around  my  heart. 

2  How  sweet  the  hours  have  pass'd  away, 
When  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray; 
How  loath  I've  been  to  leave  the  place 
Where  Jesus  shows  his  smiling  face ! 

O  could  I  stay  with  friends  so  kind, 
How  would  it  cheer  my  struggling  mind  I 
But  duty  makes  me  understand, 
That  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

3  And  since  it  is  God's  holy  will, 
We  must  be  parted  for  a  while, 
In  sweet  submission  all  in  one, 
AVe'll  say,  our  Father's  will  be  done. 
Dear  fellow-youth  in  Christian  ties, 
Who  seek  for  mansions  in  the  skies ; 
Fight  on,  you'll  win  the  happy  shore, 
Where  parting  hands  are  known  no  more. 

4  How  oft  I've  seen  the  flowing  tears, 
And  heard  you  tell  your  hopes  and  fears; 
Your  hearts  with  love  have  seem'd  to  flame, 
Which  makes  me  hope  we'll  meet  again. 
Ye  mourning  souls,  in  sad  surprise, 

Jesus  remembers  all  your  cries ; 
O  taste  his  grace !—  in  all  that  land 
We'll  no  more  take  the  parting  hand. 

504    Upon  the  closing  of  a  series  of  services.     C.  M. 

NOW,  brethren, ,to  your  homes  repair: 
And  as  you  pass  along,  {"fooV'ev" 

Employ  your  hearts  in  humble  pray'r,    ' 

And  raise  the  cheerful  song. 

2  Praise  God  for  what  your  ears  have  heard, 
For  what  your  eyes  have  seen  ; 
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MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

Praise  him  for  what  has  here  occurr'd — 
For  all  you  feel  within. 

3  Improve  the  strength  vou  here  have 

To  do  God's  holy  will;  [gain'd, 

Improve  the  knowledge  here  attained, 
To  love  and  serve  him  still. 

4  Let  not  the  world  have  cause  to  say 

You've  serv'd  your  God  for  nougrit; 
But  grow  in  grace,  from  day  to  day, 
As  you  have  here  been  taught. 

5  Farewell — and  to  j^our  homes  repair 

And  as  you  pass  along, 
Employ  your  hearts  in  humble  pray'r, 
And  raise  to  God  a  song. 

505  The  parting  prayer.  8s  &  7?. 

JESUS,  grant  us  all  a  blessing, 
Send  it  down,  Lord,  from  above ; 
May  we  all  go  homeward  praying, 

And  rejoicing  in  thy  love! 
Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

2  Jesus,  pardon  all  our  follies, 

While  together  we  have  been 
Make  us  humble,  make  us  holy, 

Cleanse  us  all  from  ev'ry  sin  ! 
Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters, 

Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

3  May  thy  blessing,  Lord,  go  with  us, 

To  each  one's  respective  home, 
And  the  presence  of  our  Jesus, 

Rest  upon  us  ev'ry  one! 
Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters, 

Till  we  all  shall  meet  at  home. 
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MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

506   Acknowledgment  for  preserving  mercy,    o.  M. 
ND  are  we  yet  alive, 
And  see  each  other's  face  ? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give, 

For  his  redeeming  grace  : 
Preserv'd  by  power  divine 

To  full  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
And  in  his  sight  appear. 

2  What  troubles  have  we  seen  ! 
What  conflicts  have  we  pass'd  ! 

Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 

Since  we  assembled  last ; 
But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by  his  love  ; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 

And  hides  our  life  above. 

3  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 
Of  his  redeeming  pow'r, 

Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 

Till  we  can  sin  no  more : 
Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain. 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 

So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 

7  When  shall  we  meet  again.  OS  &  US. 

WHEN  shall  we  meet  again? 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  for  ever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes — 
Never — no,  never ! 
2  Whea  shall  love  freely  flow 
Pure  as  life's  river? 
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MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  for  ever? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill — 

Never — no,  never  ! 

Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  for  ever : 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel, 

Never — no,  never! 


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508  Parting  of  ministers.  S.  M. 

"OW,  brethren,  though  we  part, 
And  to  our  homes  repair — 
May  we  be  true,  and  join'd  in  heart, 
Like  friends  of  Jesus  are. 

0  let  us  still  proceed 

In  Jesus'  work  below; 
And,  following  our  triumphant  Head, 

To  further  conquests  go. 

The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  lab'rers  lies ; 
And,  lo !  we  see  the  vast  reward 

Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

.0  let  our  heart  and  mind 

With  ev'ry  day  ascend, 
That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 

Where  all  our  labors  end. 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
Our  sufF ring  and  our  pain  : 

We'll  meet  on  that  celestial  shore, 
And  never  part  again. 
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509  The  happy  meeting.  L.  M. 

0  HAPPY  day!  when  saints  shall  meet 
To  part  no  'more  ;  the  thought  is  sweet; 
No  more  to  feel  the  rending  smart, 
Oft  felt  below  when  Christians  part. 

2  0  happy  place,  I  still  must  say, 
Where  all  but  love  is  done  away ; 
All  cause  of  parting  there  is  past; 
Their  social  feast  will  ever  last. 

3  Such  union  here  is  sought  in  vain, 
As  there,  in  ev'ry  heart  will  reign 
There  separation  can't  compel 
The  saints  to  bid  the  sad  farewell. 

4  On  earth,  when  friends  together  meet, 
And  find  the  passing  moments  sweet, 
Time's  rapid  motions  soon  compel, 
With  grief  to  say — dear  friends,  farewell. 

5  The  happy  season  soon  will  come,  [home; 
When  saints  shall  meet  in  heaven,  their 
Eternally  with  Christ  to  dwell, 

Nor  ever  hear  the  sound,  farewell. 

510  Hope  of  meeting  again.  L.  M, 

COME,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Join  every  voice  and  every  heart: 
One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise, 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Brethren,  we  here  may  meet  no  more  ; 
But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore, 

And  there,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 

3  And  now,  dear  brethren,  though  we  part, 
Which  brings  to  us  an  inward  smart, 

'T  is  joy  to  know  there  is  a  land 
Where  none  shall  take  the  parting  hand. 
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MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

Then  face  the  trials  on  the  way ; 
Be  zealous,  while  't  is  called  to-day ; 
For  soon  the  conflict  will  be  o'er, 
When  we  shall  rest  for  evermore. 


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511  At  parting.  P.  M.  7  s. 
^OR,  a  season  call'd  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever  present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  pray'r! 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep! 

Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong, 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain: 

Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 
In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 
Ebenezers  shall  be  rear'd, 

And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard. 

512  Parting,  with  a  hope  to  meet  again.      0.  M . 
J"OW,  pilgrims,  let  us  go  in  peace,  ** 

While  through  this  world  we  rove, 
Till  all  these  parting  moments  cease, 
And  we  shall  meet  above. 


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2  Though  trials  here  our  souls  annoy, 

And  foes  beset  the  road. 
We  're  hast'ning  to  eternal  joys, 
Where  we  shall  rest  with  God. 

3  Let  us  rejoice  in  God  our  King, 

While  pilgrims  here  we  rove  ; 
And  join  with  heart  and  voice  to  sing 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 
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MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

4  Soon  we  shall  reach  the  heavenly  land 
And  tread  the  peaceful  shore  ; 
And  there  unite,  a  glorious  band, 
Our  Jesus  to  adore. 

>  Meeting  of  friends.  J_J.  M. 

ONCE  more  a  pleasant  interview 
The  Lord  doth  grant  us,  to  renew 
Our  social  friendship,  kind  and  dear; 
Our  hearts  to  warm,  our  souls  to  cheer. 

2  While  we  were  absent  far  abroad, 
We  saw  the  kindness  of  our  God; 
Therefore  his  love  let  us  adore, 
That  we  are  here  alive  once  more. 

3  How  many  souls  have  launch'd  away 
To  everlasting  night  or  day  ; 

In  sickness  many  more  remain, 
Whilst  we  our  life  and  health  retain. 

4  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 
And  thank  him  for  his  favors  past; 
Down  on  your  knees  devoutly  all, 
Before  the  Lord,  our  Maker,  fall. 

|  Blessed  prospect  of  meeting  again.  7s. 

WHILE  we  sojourn  here  below, 
Toils  we  have,  and  troubles  too  ; 
But  the  Saviour  is  our  friend, 
He  will  help  us  to  the  end; 
He  will  guide  us  in  the  way, 
To  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

2  Let  us  all  go  hand  in  hand 
Through  this  bleak  and  barren  land, 
Till  our  conflicts  will  be  o'er, 
Till  our  trials  are  no  more : 
Then  on  Canaan's  shore  we'll  meet, 
Where  the  rest  will  be  so  sweet. 
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K\KHe  {man)  fleeth  also  as  a  shadow,  7a    "Hrm  hi  a 
010  and  continueth  not.  ib'  -L^liUie. 

Job.  14 :  2. 

WHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
Hasted  round  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Nevermore  to  meet  us  here. 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 
2  If  to  three-score  years  and  ten, 

Death  his  fatal  dart  delay, 
Still  't  is  sure  to  come,  and  then 

We  from  earth  must  pass  away. 
May  we,  then,  all  strive  to  live 

That  our  parting  be  in  peace, 
And  the  Lord  to  us  may  give 

Joys  that  nevermore  shall  cease. 

FAMILY  WORSHIP— MORNING  HYMNS. 
516  Morning  hymn.  0.  M. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  I  will  send 
My  prayer  to  reach  thine  ear; 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  friend, 
My  help,  forever  near. 

2  0  lead  me,  keep  me  all  this  day 

Near  thee,  in  perfect  peace; 
Help  me  to  watch — to  watch  and  pray, 
To  pray  and  never  cease. 

3  I  know  my  roving  feet  will  err, 

Unless  thou  be  my  guide ; — 

Warn  me  of  every  foe  and  snare, 

And  keep  me  near  thy  side. 

4  Thus,  while  my  moments  smoothly  run, 

I'll  sing  my  hours  away, 
Till  evening  shade  and  setting  sun 
Conclude  in  endless  day. 
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MORNING  HYMNS. 

517  -4.  morning  invocation.  ±j.  M. 

WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
__  Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ! 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise, 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice ! 

2  Redeem  thy  misspent  time  that's  past, 
And  live  this  day  as  't  were  thy  last ; 
T'  improve  thy  talents  take  due  care, 
'Gainst  the  great  day  thyself  prepare ! 

3  Let  all  thy  converse  be  sincere, 

Thy  conscience  as  the  noonday  clear ! 
Think  how  th'  all-seeing  God  thy  ways 
And  every  secret  thought  surveys. 

4  Glory  to  God,  who  safe  hath  kept, 
And  hath  refresh'd  me  while  I  slept, 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

£1Q  A  morning  prayer.  f)    TM" 

JiO  Psalm  5:  3.    Kjm  1V1" 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand : 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  0  may  thy  spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 
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n,  ,  o    Prayer  at  evening,  morning  and  noon.    Q,    ~\j[ 
«J  l  V  Psalm  55 :  17.        °*  xYi* 

COME  to  the  morning  pray'r, 
Come  let  us  kneel  and  pray ; 
Pray'r  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2  At  noon,  beneath  the  Rock 

Of  Ages  rest  and  pray ; 
Sweet  is  that  shadow  from  the  heat 
When  the  sun  smites  by  day. 

3  At  eve,  shut  to  the  door, 

Round  the  home  altar  pray, 
And  finding  there  "the  house  of  God," 
At  "heav'n's  gate"  close  the  day. 

4  When  midnight  seals  our  eyes, 

Let  each  in  spirit  say, 
"I  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh,  Lord, 
AVith  thee  to  watch  and  pray." 

520  A  morning  hymn.  C.  M. 
jNCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  How  many  souls  from  earth  have  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun! 
And  yet  God  lengthens  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

3  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful   night. 

521  BegiU  WUh  G0<Ltt.  6:  33.     S«  M« 

BEGIN  the  day  with  God  ! 
He  is  thy  sun  and  day  ; 
His  is  the  radiance  of  thy  dawn, 
To  him  address  thv  lay. 
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MORNING  HYMNS. 

2  Look  up,  beyond  these  clouds! 

Thither  thy  pathway  lies; 
Mount  up,  away,  and  linger  not, 
Thy  goal  is  yonder  skies. 

3  Cast  ev'ry  weight  aside ! 

Do  battle  with  each  sin  ; 
Fight  with  the  faithless  world  without, 
The  faithless  heart  within. 

4  Take  thy  first  meal  with  God ! 

He  is  "thy  heav'nly  food; 
Feed  with  and  on  him;  he  with  thee 
Will  feast  in  brotherhood. 

5  Take  thy  first  walk  with  God  ! 

Let  him  go  forth  with  thee  ; 
By  stream  or  sea  or  mountain-path, 
Seek  still  his  company. 

6  Thy  first  transaction  be 

With  God  himself  above; 
So  shall  thy  business  prosper  well, 
And  all  the  day  be  love. 

Kq.)       Morning  reminding  us  of  eternity.         Q    \f 
*>££  2  Cor.  5:  2.     °*    >   " 

THE  night  is  past  and  gono, 
The  evening  shades  are  fled ; 
0  may  each  morning  bring  to  mind 
Our  rising  from  the  dead ! 


We  put  our  garments  on, 

Our  labor  to  pursue  ; 
So  in  the  resurrection  morn 

Saints  shall  be  clothed  anew. 
Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  day, 

Support  us  by  thine  arm  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  on  our  way, 

Secure  from  ev'ry  harm. 
Now  may  we  all  as  one 

The  Christian  course  pursue; 
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FAMILY  WORSHIP, 

And  with  new  strength  and  courage  run 

To  win  the  prize  in  view. 
5  And  when  our  nights  are  past, 

And  time  bears  us  away, 
May  we  possess  a  crown  of  life 

In  an  eternal  day. 

523  Morning  hymn.  C.  M. 

THROUGH  all  the  dangers  of  the  night 
Preserv'd,  0  Lord,  by  thee, 
Again  we  hail  the  cheerful  light, 
Again  we  bow  the  knee. 
2  Preserve  us,  Lord,  throughout  the  day, 
And  guide  us  by  thine  arm  ; 
For  they  are  safe,  and  only  they, 
Whom  thou  preserv'st  from  harm. 
S  Let  all  our  words  and  all  our  ways 
Declare  that  we  are  thine ; 
That  so  the  light  of  truth  and  grace 
Before  the  world  may  shine. 
4  Let  us  ne'er  turn  away  from  thee; 
Blest  Saviour,  hold  us  fast, 
Till,  with  immortal  eyes,  we  see 
Thy  glorious  face  at  last. 

524  Morning  tribute  of  praise.  S.  M. 
EE  how  the  morning  sun 

Pursues  his  shining  way; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise. 
With  every  bright'ning  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 

Its  heavenly  Parent  sing, 
And  to  its  great  original 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 

Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 
I  slept — and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 
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MORNING  HYMNS. 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  0  Lord,  to  thee; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

525  Morning  hymn.  0.  M. 

WHEN  we,  with  welcome  slumber  press'd 
Had  clos'd  our  weary  eyes, 
A  pow'r  unseen  secur'd  our  rest, 
And  made  us  joyful  rise. 

2  Numbers  this  night  have  doubtless  met 

Their  long  eternal  doom, 
And  lost  the  joys  of  morning  light 
In  death's  tremendous  gloom. 

3  But  life  to  us  its  light  prolongs — 

Let  warmest  thanks  arise ; 
Great  God,  accept  our  morning  songs, 
Our  willing  sacrifice. 

5*26  A  morning  song.  C.  M. 

OD  of  my  life!  my  morning  song 
To  thee  I  cheerful  raise  : 
Thy  acts  of  love  '  t  is  good  to  sing, 
And  pleasant 't  is  to  praise. 

Preserved  by  thine  almighty  care 

I  pass'd  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene,  and  safe  from  every  harm, 

To  see  the  morning  light. 

0,  let  the  same  almighty  care 
Through  all  this  day  attend  ; 

From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days"; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 

With  gratitude  and  praise. 
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FAMILY  WORSHIP, 

527  Morning  hymn.  M.  7s. 
OW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone, 

Now  the  morning  light  is  come  ; 
Lord,  we  would  be  thine  to-day; 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Make  our  souls  as  noon-day  clear, 
Banish  every  doubt  and  fear; 

In  thy  vineyard,  Lord,  to-day, 
We  would  labor,  watch  and  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound, 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  AVhen  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O,  receive  us  then  at  last! 
Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  we  reach  the  heav'nly  shore. 

528  Morning  thanks.  0.  M. 
GAIN,  from  calm  and  sweet  repose, 

I  rise  to  hail  the  dawn ; 
Again  my  waking  eyes  unclose, 
To  view  the  smiling  morn. 

2  Great  God  of  love,  thy  praise  I'll  sing  ; 

For  thou  hast  safely  kept 
My  soul  beneath  thy  guardian  wing, 
And  watched  me  while  I  slept. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  eternal  God ; 

O  teach  my  heart  to  pray, 
And  thy  blest  Spirit's  help  afford, 
To  guide  me  through  the  day. 

529  Morning  thanks.  M.  7s. 

THOU  who  dost  my  life  prolong! 
Kindly  aid  my  morning  song; 
Thankful,  from  my  couch  I  rise, 
Praising  God  who  rules  the  skies. 
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EVENING  HYMNS. 

2  Thou  hast  kept  me  through  the  night, — 
'  T  was  thy  hand  restored  the  light; 
Lord!  thy  mercies  still  are  new, 
Plenteous  as  the  morning  dew. 

3  Gently,  with  the  dawning  ray, 
On  my  soul  thy  beams  display; 
Sweeter  than  the  smiling  morn, 
Let  thy  cheering  light  return. 

EVENING  HYMNS. 
OoO  Thoughts  suggested  by  evening.  O.  M. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  ev'ning  shades  appear, 
O  may  we  all  remember  well, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run ! 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
0  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest — 
The  bosom  of  thy  love! 

Dol  Evening :  numberless  mercies.  CM. 

OW  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 
Let  warmest  thanks  arise ; 
Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 
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FAMILY  WORSHIP, 

2  This  day  God  was  our  sun  and  shield, 
Our  keeper  and  our  guide ; 

His  care  was  on  our  weakness  shown, 
His  mercies  multiplied. 

3  Minutes  and  mercies,  multiplied, 
Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 

Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

4  New  time,  new  favors,  and  new  joys, 
Do  a  new  song  require: 

Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 

532  Cheerful  confidence.  C.  M. 

"N  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me, 
Through  all  the  hours  of  night, 
And  grant  to  me  most  graciously 
The  safeguard  of  thy  might. 

2  With  cheerful  heart  I  close  mine  eyes, 

Since  thou  wilt  not  remove: 
0,  in  the  morning  let  me  rise 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 

3  Or,  if  this  night  should  prove  my  last, 

And  end  my  transient  days, 
Lord,  take  me  to  thy  promis'd  rest, 
Where  I  may  sing  thy  praise. 

533  An  evening  hymn.  C.  M. 

LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray, 
I  am  for  ever  thine ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  business  free; 
'T  is  sweet  conversing,  on  my  bed, 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 
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EVENING  HYMNS. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  sacrifice, 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God !  my  faith  and  hope  rely 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

534  Evening  contemplation.  M.  7S, 

SOFTLY,  now,  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 
2  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

K  Q  x  Hide  me  under  the  shadow  of  thy  wings.  T ,    A/T 
°dJ  Psalm  17  :S.    -u-  ■Lyx' 

fi  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
\JT    For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light; 
Keep  me,  0,  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  which  I  this  day  have  done, 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so'  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  thy  judgment  day. 

4  0,  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose. 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close! 
Sleep  which  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 
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5  Lord,  let  my  soul  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care ; 
'T  is  heaven  on  earth,  't  is  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  love. 

536  A  review  at  the  close  of  the  day.       C.  M. 

THOU  sov'reign,  let  my  ev'ning  song 
Like  holy  incense  rise ; 
Assist  the  off'ring  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 

Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard, 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepar'd. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above, 

Encompass  me  around; 
But,  0,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found ! 

4  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pard'ning  blood, 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

537  Self-examination.  0.  M. 
"OW,  0  my  soul !  the  circling  sun 

Has  all  his  beams  withdrawn ; 
Once  more  his  daily  race  is  run, 
And  gloomy  night  comes  on. 

Thus,  one  day  more  of  life  is  gone, 

A  doubtful  few  remain : 
Come,  then,  review  what  thou  hast  done 

Eternal  life  to  gain. 

Dost  thou  get  forward  in  thy  race, 

As  time  still  posts  away  ? 
And  die  to  sin,  and  grow  in  grace, 

With  ev'ry  passing  day? 
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EVENING  HYMNS. 

This  day,  what  conquest  hast  thou  gain'd'r 

What  sin  is  overcome? 
Wliat  fresh  degree  of  grace  obtain'd, 

To  bring  thee  nearer  home? 

Thus  let  us  still  our  course  review, 

Our  real  state  to  learn ; 
And,  with  redoubled  zeal,  pursue 

Our  great  and  chief  concern. 

538  One  day's  journey  less.  L.  M. 
"OW  one  day's  journey  less  divides 

Me  from  the  world  where  God  resides  ; 
If  I  have  walk'd  by  faith,  in  fear, 
A  stranger  and  a  pilgrim  here, 

2  I've  one  day  less  my  watch  to  keep, 
My  foes  to  fear,  my  falls  to  weep ; 
I've  one  day  less  to  see  within 
Conflict,  defeat,  remorse  and  sin. 

3  And  0,  reflect,  my  fainting  soul, 
Thou'rt  one  stage  nearer  to  the  goal, 
Thou'rt  one  stage  nearer  to  the  shore, 
Where  thou  wilt  grieve  for  sin  no  more. 

4  If  the  sweet  presence  of  thy  God 
To-day  has  cheered  and  blest  thy  road, 
Think  what  must  be  that  glorious  place 
Where  he  will  never  hide  his  face. 

539  Evening  hymn.  L.  M. 

THUS  far  the  Lord   has  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days, 
And  ev'ry  ev'ning  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home' 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 
He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 
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FAMILY  WORSHIP, 

I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 

And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

540  C.  M. 

"N  Jesus'  name  we  come  to  thee, 
Thou  God  of  holiness! 
For  Jesus'  sake,  look  down,  and  See 
Us  at  a  throne  of  grace. 

2  We  thank  thee,  Lord,  for  every  good 

Conferr'd  on  us  and  ours : 
For  house,  apparel,  health  and  food, 
For  all  thy  bounty  pours. 

3  O,  take  us  in  thy  arms,  and  keep 

Us  through  the  silent  night ; 
Give  us  refreshment  in  our  sleep, 
And  fit  us  for  the  light. 

541  ■*»  Jesus'  arms.  \j.  M. 

LAY  me   down  in  Jesus'  arms, 
To  sleep  in  his  embrace ; 
0,  what  has  half  the  Saviour's  charms? 
What 's  equal  to  his  grace? 

2  My  Saviour  and  my  dearest  Friend, 

Wouldst  thou  my  refuge  be — 

Let  angels  guard  me  to  the  end, 

And  bring  me  home  to  thee? 

3  Then,  in  that  better  world  on  high, 

To  thee  all  praise  shall  be, 
When  gathered  there,  no  more  to  die, 
In  all  eternitv. 

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TABLE  HYMNS. 

Kui    Be  content  with,  such  things  as  ye  have.     X .   Af 
Heb.  13  :  5.        »*  iVL' 
F  peace  and  plenty  crown  my  days, 


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Then  help  me,  Lord,  to  sing  thy  praise  ! 
If  bread  of  sorrow  be  my  food, 
Those  sorrows  work  my  real  good.    I 
Be  present  at  our  table,  Lord! 
Be  here,  and  ev'ry where  adored! 
Thy  people  bless,  and  grant  that  we 
May  feast  in  Paradise  with  thee. 

543  Divine  goodness.  o.  M. 
BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul; 

Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 
2  0,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

544  Praise  for  daily  food.  L.  M. 

WE  bless  the  Lord,  the  Just  and  Good, 
Who  kindly  gives  our  daily  food : 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supplies. 
2  0,  let  us,  then,  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise  ! 

545  Friendship  of  God.  H.  M.  6s  &  8s. 

TO  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
Your  joyful  thanks  repeat; 
To  him  due  praise  afford, 
As  good  as  he  is  great ; 
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For  God  doth  prove  our  constant  friend 
His  boundless  love  shall  never  end. 
2  He  does  the  food  supply- 
On  which  all  creatures  live  ; 
To  God  who  reigns  on  high, 

Eternal  praises  give  ; 
For  God  doth  prove  our  constant  friend : 
His  boundless  love  shall  never  end. 

546  Orace  after  meat.  L.  M. 

BLESSINGS  to  God,  forever  blest— 
To  God,  the  Master  of  the  feast — 
Who  hath  for  us  a  table  spread, 
And  from  his  hand  us  creatures  fed. 
2  O,  give  us  all  a  thankful  heart; 
Help  us  from  evil  to  depart : 
Our  daily  meat,  Lord,  let  it  be, 
Thy  will  to  do,  and  follow  thee. 

547  C.  M. 

WE  praise  thee,  Lord  of  earth  and  skies, 
The  giver  of  all  good, 
For  all  thy  kind  and  rich  supplies — 
For  raiment,  health  and  food. 

2  Our  wants  supplied,  our  hunger  stay'd, 

Our  mortal  part  restored — 
0!  that  our  inmost  souls  be  made 
To  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 

3  Then,  when  our  earthly  wants  shall  end, 

And  earthly  toils  are  o'er, 
We'll  feast  with  Christ,  our  dearest  Friend, 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

548  God  the  fount  of  all  good.  g#  J£ 

&0D  is  the  fountain  whence 
_  Ten  thousand  blessings  flow ; 
To  him  my  life,  my  health  and  friends, 
And  ev'ry  good,  I  owe. 
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2  The  comforts  he  affords 

Are  neither  few  nor  small ; 
He  is  the  source  of  fresh  delights, 
My  portion  and  my  all. 

549  Psalm  106.  L.  M. 

0  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  Fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Lord,  give  us  all  a  thankful  heart; 
Help  us  from  evil  to  depart ; 
Our  daily  meat,  Lord,  let  it  be, 
Thy  will  to  do,  and  follow  thee. 

550  L.  M. 

WE  thank  thee,  Lord,  for  this  our  food, 
But  more  because  of  Jesus'  blood ; 
Let  manna  to  our  souls  be  given, 
The  bread  of  life  sent  down  from  heaven. 

551  ,      L.  M. 

WE  thank  thee,  Lord,  for  daily  bread, 
Whichfromthybounteoushand  isgiv'n, 
0  may  our  souls  through  grace  be  fed, 
On  Christ,  the  bread  of  life  from  heaven. 

552  L.  M. 

FATHER,  thy  mercy  hath  supplied 
Our  wants  from  thine  unbounded  store ; 
0  may  our  souls,  through  Christ  that  died, 
Be  fed,  and  never  hunger  more. 

553  L.  M. 

TO  God,  who  from  the  earth  and  skies, 
So  kindly  gives  these  rich  supplies. 
Let  praises  rise  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  we  shall  praise  him  evermore. 
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PARENTAL  HYMNS. 
551      Parents' concern  for  their  children.       C.  M. 
r"pHOU,  who  a  tender  parent  art, 
jL     Regard  a  parent's  plea ; 
My  offspring,  with  an  anxious  heart, 
I  now  commend  to  thee. 

2  My  children  are  my  greatest  care — 

A  charge  which  thou  hast  giv'n; 
In  all  thy  graces  let  them  share, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heav'n. 

3  On  me  thou  hast  bestow'd  thy  grace, 

Be  to  my  children  kind ; 
Among  thy  saints  give  them  a  place, 
And  leave  not  one  behind. 

4  Happy  we  then  shall  live  below, 

The  remnant  of  our  days; 
And  when  to  brighter  worlds  we  go, 
Shall  all  resound  thy  praise. 

555  Parental  solicitude.  CM. 

HOW  can  we  see  the  children.  Lord, 
In  love  whom  thou  hast  giv'n, 
Remain  regardless  of  thy  word, 
Without  a  hope  of  heav'n  ? 

2  How  can  we  see  them  tread  the  path 

That  leads  to  endless  death  ; 
Thus  adding  to  thy  fearful  wrath, 
With  every  moment's  breath  ? 

3  We  ask  not  wealth,  long  life,  or  fame, 

Or  aught  the  world  can  give  ; 
May  they  but  glorify  thy  name, 
And  to  thy  honor  live. 

4  This  is  the  burden  of  our  pray'r: — 

Then  from  our  bosoms  riv'n, 

May  they  be  objects  of  thy  care, 

And  heirs,  at  last,  of  heav'n. 

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556  Parents' prayer  for  their  children.        CM. 

HPHOUGH  parents  may  in  cov'nant  be, 
X     And  have  their  heav'n  in  view ; 
They  are  unhappy  till  they  see 
Their  children  happy  too. 

2  Their  hearts  with  inward  anguish  bleed 

When  all  attempts  prove  vain, 
And  they  pursue  those  paths  that  lead 
To  everlasting  pain. 

3  Till  they  can  see  victorious  grace 

Their  children's  souls  possess, 
The  sparkling  wit,  the  smiling  face, 
But  adds  to  their  distress. 

4  See  the  fond  father  clasp  his  child ; 

With  love  his  bowels  move — 

Shalt  thou,  my  offspring,  be  exil'd 

From  God,  my  Father's  love? 

5  Shall  cruel  spirits  drag  thee  down 

To  darkness  and  despair, 
Beneath  th'  Almighty's  angry  frown, 
To  dwell  forever  there? 

9  Kind  heav'n,  the  dreadful  scene  forbid  ! 
Look  down,  dear  Lord,  and  bless; 
I'll  wrestle  hard  as  Abrah'm  did, — 
May  I  obtain  success. 

557  The  happy  home.  C.  M. 

HAPPY  the  home,  when  God  is  there, 
And  love  fills  ev'ry  breast; 
Where  one  their  wish,  and  one  their  pray'r. 
And  one  their  heav'nly  rest. 

2  Happy  the  home  where  Jesus'  name 
Is  sweet  to  ev'ry  ear ; 
Where  children  early  lisp  his  fame, 
And  parents  hold  him  dear. 
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3  Happy  the  home  where  pray'r  is  heard, 

And  praise  is  wont  to  rise ; 
Where  parents  love  the  sacred  word, 
And  live  but  for  the  skies. 

4  Lord !  let  us  in  our  homes  agree, 

This  blessed  peace  to  gain ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love  to  thee, 
And  love  to  all  will  reign. 


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K£Q  The  good  resolve.  C]     p    AT 

JJ°  Josh.  24:  15.^'  r'  iU' 

AND  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord; 
But  first,  obedient  to  his  word, 

I  must  myself  appear ; 
By  actions,  words  and  temper  show 
That  I  my  heav'nly  Master  know, 

And  serve  with  heart  sincere. 

2  I  must  the  fair  example  set; 

From  those  that  on  my  presence  wait 

The  stumbling-block  remove; 
Their  duty  by  my  life  explain, 
And  still  in  all  my  works  maintain 
The  dignity  of  love. 

3  Easy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  appeas'd  and  reconcil'd, 

A  foll'wer  of  my  God; 
A  saint  indeed  I  long  to  be, 
And  lead  my  faithful  family 

In  the  celestial  road. 

4  Lord,  if  thou  didst  the  wish  infuse, 
A  vessel  fitted  for  thy  use 

Into  thy  hands  receive; 
Work  in  me  both  to  will  and  do, 
■  And  show  them  how  believers  true 
And  real  Christians  live. 
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YOUTH. 

559  Early  instructions.  CM. 

"OW  happy  are  the  young  who  hear 
Instruction's  warning  voice ; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  make 
Their  early,  only  choice. 


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2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 

3  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  aged  head. 

4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

560  Life  transitory  and  passing.  1 1 S . 

LIKE  mist  on  the  mountain,  like  ships  on  the  sea, 
So  swiftly  the  years  of  our  pilgrimage  flee  ; 
In  the  grave  of  our  fathers  how  soon  we  shall  lie ! 
Dear  children,  to-day  to  a  Saviour  then  fly. 

2  How  sweet  are  the  flow'rets  of  April  and  May  ! 
But  often  the  frost  makes  them  wither  away  ; 
Like  fiow'rs  you  may  fade  !— are  you  ready  to  die  ? 
While  yet  there  is  room,  to  a  Saviour  then  fly. 

3  When  Samuel  was  young  he  first  knew  the  Lord- 
He  slept  in  his  smile  and  rejoic'd  in  his  word  ; 

So  most  of  God's  chidren  are  early  brought  nigh  : 
O,  seek  him  in  youth — to  a  Saviour  then  fly  : 

4  Do  you  ask  me  for  pleasure  ?  then  lean  on  his  breast 
For  there  the  sin-laden  and  weary  find  rest : 

In  the  valley  of  death  you  will  triumphing  cry— 
If  this  be  called  dying,*  't  is  pleasant  to  die. 
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K  a  i  Scripture  instruction.  r*    M 

^01  Psalm  119:  9.     ^  iU- 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'T  is  like  the  sun,  a  heav'nly .light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth; 

How  pure  is  ev'ry  page! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

562  Child'' s  evening  prayer.  OS  &   18. 

TESUS,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  me! 
Bless  a  little  child  to-night; 
Through  the  darkness  be  thou  near  me, 
Watch  my  sleep  till  morning  light. 

2  All  this  day  thy  hand  has  led  me, 

And  I  thank  thee  for  thy  care; 
Thou  hast  cloth'd  me,  warm'd  me,  fed  me, 
Listen  to  my  evening  pray'r. 

3  Let  my  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 

Bless  the  friends  I  love  so  well; 
Take  me,  when  I  die,  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell. 

5f>3  Little  pilgrim.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God- 
All  others  go  astray ; 
Narrow  but  pleasant  is  the  road, 
And  Christians  love  the  way. 
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2  It  leads  straight  through  this  world  of  sin, 

And  dangers  must  be  pass'd ; 
But  those  who  boldly  walk  therein, 
Will  get  to  heaven  at  last. 

3  How  shall  an  infant  pilgrim  dare 

This  dangerous  road  to  tread  ? 

For  on  the  way  is  many  a  snare 

For  youthful  travelers  spread : 

4  AVhile  the  broad  road  where  thousands  go, 

Lies  near,  and  opens  fair; 
And  many  turn  aside,  I  know, 
To  walk  with  sinners  there. 

5  But,  lest  my  feeble  steps  should  slide, 

Or  wander  from  thy  way, 
Lord,  condescend  to  be  my  guide, 
And  I  shall  never  stray. 

6  Then  I  may  go  without  alarm, 

And  trust  his  word  of  old  ; — 
"The  lambs  he'll  gather  with  his  arm, 
And  lead  them  to  the  fold." 

7  Then  I  may  safely  venture  through, 

Beneath  my  Shepherd's  care; 
And  keep  the  gate  of  heaven  in  view, 
Till  I  shall  enter  there. 
t\PlA       Youth  the  seed-time  of  life.   _  C.  M 

THE  bud  will  soon  become  a  flower, 
The  flower  become  a  seed: — 
Then  seize,  0  youth,  the  present  hour; 
Of  that  thou  hast  most  need. 

2  Do  thy  best  always— do  it  now ; 

For  in  the  present  time, 
As  in  the  furrows  of  a  plow, 
Fall  seeds  of  good  or  crime. 

3  The  sun  and  rain  will  ripen  fast 

Each  seed  that  thou  hast  sown, 
And  ev'ry  act  and  word  at  last 
By  its  own  fruit  be  known. 
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4  And  soon  the  harvest  of  thy  toil, 

Rejoicing,  thou  shalt  reap, 

Or  o'er  thy  wild  neglected  soil, 

Go  forth  in  shame  to  weep. 

565  Benefits  of  early  piety.  C.  M. 

HAPPY  is  he,  whose  early  years 
Receive  instruction  well; 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  'T  is  easier  work,  if  we  begin 

To  serve  the  Lord  betimes; 
While  sinners  who  grow  old  in  sin, 
Are  harden'd  by  their  crimes. 

3  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares, 

To  mind  religion  young: 
With  joy  it  crowns  succeeding  years, 
And  makes  our  virtues  strong. 

4  To  thee,  Almighty  God!  to  thee 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign :    , 
'T  will  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

5  Let  the  sweet  work  of  pray'r  and  praise 

Employ  our  daily  breath: 
Thus  we're  prepar'd  for  future  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

565  Prayer  for  young  persons.  0.  M. 

BESTOW,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth, 
The  gift  of  saving  grace ; 
And  let  the  seed  of  sacred  truth 
Fall  in  a  fruitful  place. 

2  Grace  is  a  plant,  where'er  it  grows, 
Of  pure  and  heav'nly  root; 
But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows, 
And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit. 
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3  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove 
The  Spirit's  pow'r  to  teach : 
You  can  not  be  too  young  to  love 
That  Jesus  whom  we  preach. 

5fi7  Children  praising  the  Lord.  gg  ^  ^s. 

LORD,  a  little  band,  and  lowly, 
We  are  come  to  sing  to  thee ; 
Thou  art  great,  and  high,  and  holy — 
0,  how  solemn  should  we  be ! 

2  Fill  our  hearts  with  thoughts  of  Jesus, 

And  of  heav'n  where  he  is  gone; 
And  let  nothing  ever  please  us 
He  would  grieve  to  look  upon. 

3  For  we  know  the  Lord  of  glory 

Always  sees  what  children  do, 
And  is  writing  now  the  story 
Of  our  thoughts  and  actions,  too. 

4  Let  our  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 

Make  us  fear  whate'er  is  wrong ; 
Lead  us  on  our  way  to  heaven, 
There  to  sing  a  sweeter  song. 

568  Early  instruction.  C.  M. 

HAPPY  the  child  whose  early  years 
Receive  instruction  well ; 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  '  T  will  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares, 

To  mind  religion  young; 
And  fit  us  for  declining  years, 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

3  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  childhood  we  resign : 
'T  will  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 
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FAMILY  WORSHir, 

4  0,  let  the  work  of  prayer  and  praise 
Employ  my  youngest  breath ; 
Thus  I'm  prepared  for  longer  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

569  Children  may  pray  to  God.  M.  7s. 

POOR  and  needy  though  I  be, 
God,  my  Maker,  cares  for  me  ; 
Gives  me  clothing,  shelter,  food, 
Gives  me  all  I  have  of  good. 

2  He  will  listen  when  I  pray, 
He  is  with  me  night  and  day ; 
When  I  sleep  and  when  I  wake, 
Keeps  me  safe  for  Jesus'  sake. 

3  He  who  reigns  above  the  sky, 
Once  became  as  poor  as  I ; 

He  whose  blood  for  me  was  shed, 
Had  not  where  to  lay  his  head! 

4  Though  I  labor  here  awhile, 
He  will  bless  me  with  his  smile  , 
And  when  this  short  life  is  past, 
I  shall  rest  with  him  at  last; 

570  -A.  warning  to  youth.  M.   /S 
YE  young,  ye  gay,  ye  proud, 

You  must  die  and  wear  a  shroud! 
Time  will  rob  you  of  your  bloom. 
Death  will  drag  you  to  the  tomb  ! 

Will  you  go  to  heaven,  or  hell  ? 
One  you  must,  and  there  to  dwell : 
Christ  will  come,  and  quickly  too : 
I  must  meet  him,  so  must  you. 

The  white  throne  will  soon  appear, 
All  the  world  must  then  draw  near: 
Sinners  will  be  driven  down — 
Saints  will  wear  the  starry  crown. 
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YOUTH. 

571  Delay  not.  C.  M. 

O'T  IS  a  folly  and  a  crime 
To  put  religion  by ; 
For  now  is  the  accepted  time, 
To-morrow  we  may  die. 

2  Our  hearts  grow  harder  every  day, 

And  more  depraved  the  mind ; 
The  longer  we  neglect  to  pray, 
The  less  we  feel  inclined. 

3  Yet  sinners  trifle,  young  and  old, 

Until  the  dying  day; 
Then  they  would  give  a  world  of  gold, 
To  have  an  hour  to  pray. 

4  0,  then,  lest  we  should  perish  thus, 

We  would  no  longer  wait; 
For  time  will  soon  be  past  with  us, 
And  death  will  fix  our  state. 

572  Expostulation  with  the  young.  xj.  M. 

YE  lovely  bands  of  blooming  youth, 
Warned  by  the  voice  of  heav'nly  truth, 
Now  yield  to  Christ  your  youthful  prime, 
With  all  your  talents  and  your  time. 

2  Think  of  your  end,  nor  thoughtless  say, 
I'll  put  far  off  the  evil  day: 

Ah !  not  a  moment 's  in  your  pow'r, 
And  death  stands  ready  at  the  door. 

3  Eternity! — how  near  it  rolls! 
Count  the  vast  value  of  your  souls  ; 
Beware,  and  count  the  awful  cost, 

What  they  have  gained  whose  souls  are  lost ! 

4  Pride,  sinful  pleasures,  lust- and  snares 
Beset  your  hearts,  your  eyes,  your  ears  ; 
Take  the  alarm — the  danger  fly : 

"  Lord,  save  me  !  "  be  your  earnest  crv. 
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FAMILY  WORSHIP, 

MARRIAGE  HYMNS. 

5  73  -4  wedding  hymn.  0.  M. 

IINCE  Jesns  freely  did  appear 
To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow — 

Of  all  rich  dowries  best; 
Their  substance  bless;  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love 'their  hearts  unite, 

That  they,  with  Christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

5  0,  may  each  soul  assembled  here 

Be  married,  Lord,  to  thee; 
Clad  in  the  robes,  made  white  and  fair, 
To  spend  eternity. 

574  Marriage  hymn.  Li.  M. 

WITH  cheerful  voices  rise  and  sing 
The  praises  of  our  God  and  King; 
For  he  alone  can  minds  unite 
In  mutual  love  and  pure  delight. 

2  O  may  this  pair  increasing  find 
Substantial  pleasures  of  the  mind  ; 
Happy  in  all  things  may  they  be, 
And  both  united,  Lord,  to  thee. 
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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

3  So  may  they  live,  as  truly  one, 
And,  when  their  work  on  earth  is  done, 
Rise  hand  in  hand  to  heaven,  and  share 
The  joys  of  love  forever  there. 

K7K  Marriage.  T     "\,f 

0<9  Gen.  2:  18.  u'  m' 

IT  is  not  good,  Jehc  vah  said, 
For  man  new  formed  to  be  alone  ; 
Then  of  his  rib  an  help-meet  made, 

And  man  and  wife  pronounc'd  but  one. 

2  From  near  his  heart  this  rib  he  took, 

To  show  the  favor  should  be  priz'd ; 
Not  from  his  head,  to  overlook, 
Nor  from  his  foot,  to  be  despis'd. 

3  Beneath  his  arm,  to  signify 

Wives  should  authority  disclaim, 
And  that  protection  and  supply 
Are  from  the  husbands  due  to  them. 

4  Bless,  Lord,  this  ne wry-married  pair, 

And  make  the  match  a  blessing  prove ; 
Their  int'rest  one,  their  joys,  their  care, 
Made  happy  in  each  other's  love. 

5  Keep  them,  and  lead  them  by  thy  hand; 

Uphold  them  by  thy  mighty  arm ; 
Till  in  thy  courts  they  joyful  stand, 
"  Called  to  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb." 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

576  National  ingratitude.  Ju.  M. 

HOW  long  has  God  bestow'd  his  care 
On  this  indulged,  ungrateful  land ! 
How  oft,  in  times  of  danger  near, 
Preserv'd  us  by  his  sov'reign  hand! 
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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

2  Here  peace  and  liberty  have  dwelt, 

The  glorious  gospel  brightly  shone ; 
And  oft  our  mightiest  foes  have  felt 
That  God  hath  made  our  cause  his  own. 

3  But,  ah  !  both  heav'n  and  earth  have  heard 

Our  vile  requital  of  his  love ; 
We,  whom  like  children  he  has  rear'd, 
For  all  his  care  unthankful  prove. 

4  See!  he  uplifts  his  chast'ning  rod  ! 

O,  where  are  now  the  faithful  few, 
Who  tremble  for  the  ark  of  God, 
And  know  what  Israel  ought  to  do? 

5  Lord,  hear  thy  people  ev'rywhere, 

Who  meet  this  day  to  weep  and  pray  , 
Our  sinful  land  in  mercy  spare — 
In  mercy  turn  thy  wrath  away ! 

577         Reflections  at  the  end  of  the  year.         0.  M. 

AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  thy  short  life  is  past; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here, 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again ; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run — 
The  few  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul,  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  : 
What  are  thy  hopes?  how  sure?  how  fair? 
What  is  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Behold,  another  year  begins! 

Set  out  afresh  for  hieav'n  ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 
353 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 
And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heav'nly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

578  Spring.  C.  M. 

WHEN  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 
Proclaim  the  op'ning  year, 
What  various  sounds  of  joy  arise! 
What  prospects  bright  appear! 

2  Earth  and  her  thousand  voices  give 

Their  thousand  notes  of  praise; 
And  all  that  by  his  mercy  live 
To  God  their  off'ring  raise. 

3  The  streams,  all  beautiful  and  bright, 

Reflect  the  morning  sky  ; 
And  there,  with  music  in  his  flight, 
The  wild  bird  soars  on  high. 

4  Thus,  like  the  morning  calm  and  clear 

That  saw  the  Saviour  rise, 
The  spring  of  heaven's  eternal  year 
Shall  dawn  on  earth  and  skies. 

5  No  winter  there,  no  shades  of  night, 

Obscure  those  mansions  blest, 
Where,  in  the  happy  fields  of  light, 
The  weary  are  at  rest. 

&7Q  Summer :  a  harvest  hymn.  f]    AT 

°  *  %  Isaiah  9:3.     w-  1VJ" 

TO  praise  Thee,  ever-bounteous  Lord, 
My  soul,  wake  all  thy  pow'rs: 
He  calls — and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 
2  His  covenant  with  earth  he  keeps  ; 
My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time ; 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring 
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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

3  Well  pleas'd,  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  rip'ning  harvest  bless. 

5  Then,  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop; 
The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 
What  I  have  sow'd  in  hope. 

KQC)  Autumn.  o<,  s~  *„ 

Eccl.ll:  9.  °b  **  iSm 

IEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground, 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound — 

2  "Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

3  "What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you — 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you; 
Summer  gives  the  autumn  place." 

4  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

Let  our  highest  ,hopes  be  stay'd: 
This  alone,  for  ever  vernal, 
Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

581  Winter.  C.  M. 

STERN  Winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
Encircling  nature  round; 
How  black,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd  1 
360 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

2  The  sun  withholds  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  Return,  0  blissful  sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray : 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

4  0  happy  state!  divine  abode, 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns, 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains  ! 

5  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display ; 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

582  During  a  pestilence.  0.  M. 

LET  the  land  mourn  through  all  its  coasts 
And  humble  all  its  state ; 
Princes  and  rulers,  at  their  posts, 
Awhile  sit  desolate. 

2  Let  all  the  people,  high  and  low, 

Rich,  poor,  and  great  and  small, 
Invoke,  in  fellowship  of  woe, 
The  Maker  of  them  all. 

3  For  God  hath  summon'd  from  his  place 

Death  in  a  direr  form, 
To  waken,  warn,  and  scourge  our  race, 
Than  earthquakes,  fire,  or  storm. 

4  Let  churches  weep  within  their  place, 

And  families  apart ; 
Let  each  in  secrecy  bewail 
The  plague  of  his  own  heart. 
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SPFX1AL  OCCASIONS. 

5  So,  while  the  land  bemoans  its  sin, 
The  pestilence  may  cease. 
And  mercy,  temp'ring  wrath,  bring  in 
God's  blessed  health  and  peace. 

583  The  new  and  flying  year.  ±j.  M. 
T)  APID  my  days  and  months  run  on  ; 
JCL  How  soon  another  year  is  gone  ' 
How  swift  my  golden  moments  roll, 
How  much  neglected  by  my  soul ! 

2  Let  me  begin,  with  holy  fear, 
This  new,  this  fleeting,  flying  year; 
Too  many  unimprov'd  have  pass'd, 
This  year,  perhaps,  may  be  my  last. 

3  I  ask  new  wisdom  for  this  year, 
New  fitness  for  my  trials  here  ; 
Of  every  grace  a  richer  store, 
My  God  to  love  and  honor  more. 

584  A  new-year  hymn.  M.  7s 
0  !  another  year  is  gone ! 

Quickly  have  the  seasons  pass'd  : 
This  we  enter  now  upon 

Will  to  many  prove  the  last. 
Mercy  hitherto  has  spared  ; 
But  have  mercies  been  improv'd? 
Let  us  ask :  Am  I  prepared, 
Should  I  be  this  year  remov'd? 

Some  we  now  no  longer  see, 

Who  their  mortal  race  have  run, 
Seem'd  as  fair  for  life  as  we, 

When  the  former  year  begun : 
Some — but  who,  God  only  knows — 

That  are  here  assembled  now, 
Ere  the  present  year  shall  close, 

To  the  stroke  of  death  must  bow. 
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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

If  from  guilt  and  sin  set  free, 

By  the  knowledge  of  thy  grace; 
Welcome  then  the  call  will  be, 

To  depart  and  see  thy  face. 
To  thy  saints,  while  here  below, 

With  new  years  new  mercies  come ; 
But  the  happiest  year  they  know, 

Is  their  last,  which  leads  them  home. 


fcQX  Seed-Lime  and  harvest.  C]    "Vf 

^OO  Gen.  8:  22.    u*  1V1" 

FOUNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
How  rich  thy  bounties  are ! 
The  changing  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence  Lord,  was 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew  ;        [thine 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
And  soft,  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  varied  mercies,  from  above, 

Matured  the  swelling  grain : 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love, 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway, 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails : 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  winter  fails. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

MISCELLANEOUS. 
586  The  open  gate.  8s  &  7s 

THERE  is  a  gate  stands  open   wide — 
And,  through  its  portals  gleaming, 
A  radiance  from  the  cross,  afar 
The  Saviour's  love  revealing. 
0,  depth  of  mercy,  can  it  be 

That  gate  stands  open  wide  for  me? 
Stands  opesa  wide,  both  night  and  day, 
Stands  open  wide  for  me. 

2  It  open  stands  for  old  and  young, 

Though  filled  with  joy  or  sorrow  ; 
The  Spirit  wooes  your  souls  along, 
The  gate  may  close  to-morrow. 

3  0  sinner,  waken  from  your  guilt, 

Nor  let  your  heart  deceive  you; 
For  you  the  blood  of  Christ  was  spilt, 
He's  waiting  to  receive  you. 

4  0  blessed  Spirit,  lead  me  in, 

And  let  me  falter  never; 
Make  me  a  victor  over  sin, 
I'll  praise  thee,  then,  forever. 

KQ7  The  believer'1  s  safety.  T,    \f 

J0«  1Pet.  3:  13.    ■"■  jSLm 

THAT  man  no  guard  nor  weapon  needs, 
Whose  heart  the  blood  of  Jesus  knows ; 
But  safe  may  pass,  if  duty  leads, 
Thro'  burning  sands,  or  mountain  snows, 

2  Releas'd  from  guilt,  he  feels  no  fear, 

Redemption  is  his  shield  and  tow'r; 
He  sees  his  Saviour  always  near, 
To  help  in  ev'ry  trying  hour. 

3  Though  I  am  weak,  and  Satan  strong, 

And  often  to  assault  me  tries ; 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

When  Jesus  is  my  shield  and  song, 
Abash'd  the  wolf  before  me  flies. 

4  His  love  .possessing,  I  am  blest — 
Secure  whatever  change  may  come; 
Whether  I  go  to  east  or  west, 
With  him  I  still  shall  be  at  home.  ■ 


YJ 


58g  Jesus  crtaifie^  ^  p.  M 

"AIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good; 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  : 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego ; 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

Other  knowledge  I  disdain  ; 

'T  is  all  but  vanity  : 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain— 

He  tasted  death  for  me. 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend  ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his.  faith  abide : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

0  that  I  could  all  invite 

This  saving  truth  to  prove; 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love  ! 
3G5 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 
The  blood  by  faith  alone  applied: 

Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

KOQ  Having  a  desire  to  depart.  Jj  P   M 

WHAT  must  it  be  to  dwell  above, 
At  God's  right  hand,  where  J  esus  reigns, 
Since  the  sweet  earnest  of  his  love 

O'erwhelms  us  on  these  dreary  plains? 
No  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  explain, 
What  bliss  it  is  with  Christ  to  reign  I 

2  When  sin  no  more  obscures  the  sight, 

And  sorrow  pains  the  heart  no  more, 
How  shall  we  view  the  Prince  of  light, 

And  all  his  works  of  grace  explore? 
What  heights,  what  depths  of  love  divine 
Shall  there  through  endless  ages  shine  ! 

3  This  is  the  heav'n  I  long  to  know, 

For  this  I  would  with  patience  wait; 
Till,  wean'd  from  earth  and  all  below, 

I  mount  to  my  celestial  seat — 
And  wave  my  palm,  and  wear  my  crown, 
And  with  the  elders  cast  it  down. 

590  How  much  we  owe.  7s. 

WHEN  we  stand  before  the  throne, 
Dress' d  in  beauty  not  our  own, 
When  we  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
Love  thee  with  unsinning  heart; 
Then,  Lord,  shall  we  fully  know — 
Not  till  then — how  much  we  owe. 

2  When  the  praise  of  heav'n  we  hear, 
Loud  as  thunder  to  the  ear, 
Loud  as  many  waters'  noise, 
Sweet  as  harps'  melodious  voice, 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

Then,  Lord,  shall  we  fully  know — 
Not  till  then — how  much  we  owe. 
3  Even  on  earth,  as  through  a  glass, 
Darkly,  let  thy  glory  pass ; 
Make  forgiveness  feel  so  sweet, 
Make  thy  Spirit's  help  so  meet ; 
Even  on  earth,  Lord,  make  us  know 
Something  of  how  much  we  owe. 

KQi  Love  the  proof  0/ true  piety.  T    "Vf 

OVi.  1  John  3  :  14.    ±Jm  **- 

YE  difF rent  sects,  who  all  declare, 
"  Lo,  here  is  Christ,  or  Christ  is  there !" 
Your  stronger  proofs  divinely  give, 
And  show  us  where  the  Christians  live! 

2  Your  claim,  alas  !  ye  cannot  prove  ; 
Ye  want  the  genuine  mark  of  love: 
Thou  only,  Lord,  thine  own  canst  know, 
For  sure  thou  hast  a  church  below. 

3  Scatter'd  o'er  all  the  earth  they  lie, 
Till  thou  collect  them  with  thine  eye ; 
Draw  by  the  music  of  thy  name, 
And  charm  into  a  beauteous  frame. 

4  For  this  the  pleading  spirit  groans, 
And  cries  in  all  thy  banish'd  ones : 
Love,  greatest  of  thy  gifts,  impart, 
And  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart.y 

£  Qo  The  house  of  the  Lord.  1  0Q 

«J  y  u  P3alm  S4 :  10.     x*°'.- 

Y"OU  may  sing  of  the  heauties  of  mountain  and  dale,    U) 
L    Of  the  silvery  streamlets  and  flowers  of  the  vale  ;.  . 

But  the  place  most-delightful  this  earth  can  afford,     \-\  >.  f\<W 

Is  the  place  of  devotion,  the  house  of  the  Lord. 

2  You  may  boast  of  the  sweetness  of  day's  early  dawn," 
Of  the  sky's  softening  gracas  when  day  is  just  gone ; 
But  there's  no  other  season  or  time  can  compare 
"With  the  hour  of  devotion,  the  season  of  prayer. 

3  You  may  value  the  friendships  of  youth  and  of  age, 
And  select  for  your  comrades  the  noble  and  sage; 
But  the  friends  that  most  cheer  me  on  life's  rugged  road 
Are  the  friends  of  my  Master,  the  children  of  God. 

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MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  You  may  talk  of  your  prospects  of  fame,  or  of  wealth, 
And  the  hopes  that  oft  flatter  the  favorites  of  health , 
Bat  the  hope  of  bright  glorj-,  of  heavenly  bliss- 
Take  away  every  other,  and  give  me  but  this. 

5  Ever  hail,  blessed  temple,  abode  of  my  Lord  ! 

I  will  turn  to  thee  often,  to  hear  from  his  word  ; 
I  will  walk  to  thine  altar  with  those  that  I  love, 
And  rejoice  in  the  prospects  revealed  from  above. 

KQQ  Weep  for  the  lost.  n    "Vf 

3^3  Luke  19:  41.    ^*  iV1' 

WEEP  for  the  lost !    Thy  Saviour  wept 
O'er  Salem's  hapless  doom  ; 
He  wept,  to  think  their  day  was  past, 
And  come  their  night  of  gloom. 

2  Weep  for  the  lost !    The  prophets  wept 

O'er  Israel's  gloomy  fate, 
When  vengeance  had  unsheath'd  her  sword 
Repentance  came  too  late. 

3  Weep  for  the  lost!    Apostles  wept, 

That  men  should  error  choose  ; 
That  dying  men  should  Christ  reject, 
And  endless  life  refuse. 

4  Weep  for  the  lost!    The  lost  will  weep, 

In  that  long  night  of  woe, 
On  which  no  star  of  hope  will  rise, 
And  tears  in  vain  will  flow. 

5  Weep  for  the  lost !    Lord,  make  us  weep, 

And  toil  with  ceaseless  care, 
To  save  our  friends,  ere  yet  they  pass 
That  point  of  deep  despair. 

P\  O  A  The  anchor  within  the  vail.  T ,   \f 

3^4  Heb.  6:19.    u- m- 

MY  bark  is  on  a  troubled  sea ; 
The  winds  and  waves  may  adverse  be; 
But  hope,  my  anchor's  firmly  cast 
Within  the  vail,  for  ever  fast. 
2  How  oft,  when  tempest-toss'd  at  night, 
I  watch  in  vain  for  dawning  light, 
Yet  think,  when  terrors  would  prevail, 
My  anchor  is  within  the  vail. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 


3  lVi^h\n  the  vail~" where  Jes«s  stands 
And  shows  to  God  his  blood-stain'd  hands 
Within  the  vail— he  went  to  bear 

My  name  upon  the  breast-plate  there 

4  My  hope  must  have  his  righteousness 
*  or  it  can  rest  on  nothing  less  ■ 
Within  the  vail— is  still  my  pray'r 

O !  may  my  anchor  enter  there.      ' 

5  Although  the  billows  round  me  roll 
LyeJ.neXer  caS  o'erwhelm  mv  soul  \ 
Withm  the  vail  my  anchor's  cast 
Unshaken  by  the  stormy  blast     ' 

6  M,hveTieier  l  ?UiVthis  ch^^ng  scene, 
May  I  depart  m  hope  serene  • 

And  find,  when  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail 
My  anchor  cast  within  the  vail. 
505  Now  is  our  salvation  nearer.  a    ™ 

i    QWPPTrv       ,  Rom.  13:1.  S.  M 

A  SWEETLY  solemn  thought 
IX    Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er 
J- o-day  I  'm  nearer  to  mv  home 
lhan  e'er  I  've  been  before. 

2  Neu,rur  my  Fatner's  bouse, 

VVhere  many  mansions  be, 
And  nearer  to  the  great  white  throne, 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea. 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  falls  mv  burden  down  • 
Nearer  to  where  I  leave  my  cross, 
And  where  I  gain  my  crown. 

4  Saviour,  confirm  my  trust, 

Complete  my  faith  in  thee  ; 
And  let  me  feel  as  if  I  stood 
Close  on  eternity  ;— 

5  Feel  as  if  now  my  feet 

Were  slipping  o'er  the  brink  : 
-bor  I  may  now  be  nearer  home 
Much  nearer  than  I  think 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

P\  Q  fi  The  Rock  higher  than  I.  11Q 

•JJ°  Psalm  61:  2.    LLii' 

IN  seasons  of  grief  to  my  God  I'll  repair,      [care ; 
When  my  heart's  overwhelmed  with  sorrow  and 
From  the  end  of  the  earth  unto  thee  will  I  cry, 
Lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I  — 
Higher  than  I— higher  than  I — 
Lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  L 

2  When  Satan,  my  foe,  cometh  in  like  a  flood. 

To  drive  my  poor  soul  from  the  fountain  of  God, 
I'll  pray  to  the  Saviour  who  kindly  did  die, 
Lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 
Higher  than  1,  etc.       • 

3  When  tempted  by  Satan  the  Spirit  to  grieve, 
And  th'  service  of  Christ,  my  Redeemer,  to  leave, 
I'll  claim  my  relation  to  Jesus,  on  high— 

The  Rock  of  Salvation,  that 's  higher  than  I. 
Higher  than  I,  etc. 

4  O  Saviour  of  sinners,  when  faint  and  depress'd, 
With  manifold  trials  and  sorrows  oppress'd, 
I'll  bow  at  thy  feet,  and  with  confidence  cry 

"  Lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I." 
Higher  than  I,  etc. 

5  And  when  I  have  ended  my  pilgrimage  here, 
In  Jesus'  pure  righteousness  let  me  appear ; 
In  the  swelling  of  Jordan  on  thee  I'll  rely, 
And  look  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

Higher  than  I,  etc. 

G  And  when  the  last  trumpet  shall  sound  thro'  the 
skies, 
And  the  dead  from  the  dust  of  the  earth  shall  arise ; 
With  millions  I'll  join  far  above  yonder  sky, 
To  praise  the  kind  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 
Higher  than  I,  etc. 


D] 


5  97  Looking  to  God  in  trouble.  C.  M. 

,EAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief, 
For  ev'ry  pain  I  feel. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  But  O,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain? 

6  No,  still  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  pray'r; 
0  may  I  ever  find  access, 
To  breathe  my  sorrows  there. 

598  A  prayer  of  the  Christian.  Li.  M. 

S  pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
We  sigh  to  reach  our  heav'nly  home: 
That  we,  released  from  all  our  fears, 
May  tune  our  harps  and  cease  to  roam. 

2  O  God,  protect  us  by  thy  pow'r, 

And  keep  us  safe  within  thy  fold; 
That  we,  in  each  unguarded  hour, 
May  never  lose  on  thee  our  hold. 

3  0,  wipe  the  tears  from  sorrow's  eye, 

And  let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee ; 
Give  joy  for  ev'ry  rising  sigh, 
Make  us  from  ev'ry  fetter  free. 

4  Help  us  to  view  our  dying  Lord, 

And  gaze  upon  his  bleeding  side; 
That  we  may,  faithful  to  his  word, 
Eternally  in  him  abide. 
371 


Af 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Then,  when  we  quit  this  mortal  frame, 
O,  may  we  soar  away  to  thee ; 
Raise  hallelujahs  to  thy  name, 
And  our  divine  Redeemer  see. 

599  Stand  for  the  right.  CM. 

BE  firm,  be  bold,  be  strong,  be  true, 
"And  dare  to  stand  alone;" 
Strive  for  the  right,  whate'er  you  do, 
Though  helpers  there  be  none. 

2  Nay — bend  not  to  the  swelling  surge 

Of  fashion's  sneer  and  wrong; 

'T  will  bear  thee  on  to  ruin's  verge, 

With  current  wild  and  strong. 

3  Stand  for  the  right :  though  falsehood  rail, 

And  proud  lips  coldly  sneer ; 

A  poisoned  arrow  can  not  wound 

A  conscience  pure  and  clear. 

4  Stand  for  the  right,  and  with  clean  hands 

Exalt  the  truth  on  high  ; 
Thou  'It  find  warm,  sympathizing  hearts 
Among  the  passers-by. 

5  Stand  for  the  right:  proclaim  it  loud, 

Thou  'It  find  an  answering  tone 
In  honest  hearts,  and  then  no  more 
Be  doomed  to  stand  alone. 

ClC\C\         The  presence  of  Christ  affords  delight.        QQ 
uuu  Acts  10:  26.  os- 

HO  W  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see !  [flowers 
Sweet   prospects,   sweet    birds,  and  sweet 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me : 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay: 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice; 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  so  happv  as  I — 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd, 
No  changes  of  seasons  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind ; 
While  blessed  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear, 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
0,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore ; 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 


A: 


Lif\~\  Home  in  view.  T,    M" 

Acts  7  :  56.    ■L,#  1VJ" 

S  when  the  weary  trav'ler  gains 
The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if 'cross  the  plains 
He  eyes  his  home,  though  distant  still. 

2  While  he  surveys  the  much-lov'd  spot, 

He  slights  the  space  that  lies  between; 
His  past  fatigues  are  now  forgot, 
Because  his  journey's  end  is  seen. 

3  Thus,  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views 

By  faith  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews. 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

4  The  thought  of  home  his  spirit  cheers; 

No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past, 
Nor  any  future  trial  fears 
So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 

5  'T  is  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 

With  Jesus  in  the  realms  of  day ; 
Then  shall  I  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  shall  wipe  my  tears  away. 

6  Jesus,  on  thee  our  hope  depends, 

To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode : 
Assur'd  our  home  will  make  amends 
For  all  our  toil  while  on  the  road. 

602  The  longing  flock,  etc,  §S  &  7s. 

LET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 
Come,  and  bid  our  jarring  cease  ; 
Come,  0  come,  and  reign  for  ever, 

God  of  love,  and  Prince  of  peace : 
Visit  now  thy  precious  Zion, 

See  thy  people  mourn  and  weep ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying, 
Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

2  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 

We  've  been  sinners  from  our  youth: 
Guide  us,  Lord,  by  thy  good  Spirit, 

That  shall  teach  us  all  thy  truth  ; 
On  the  gospel  word  we  '11  venture, 

Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep  ; 
Love 's  our  bond,  and  Christ  our  center, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

3  Hear  the  Prince  of  your  salvation, 

Saying,  "  Fear  not,  little  flock, 
I  myself  am  your  foundation, 
Ye  are  built  upon  this  rock : 
374 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly, 
Near  your  Shepherd  constant  keep, 

Look  to  me  and  be  ye  holy, 
I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep." 


A: 


£HQ       Whoso  forsaketh  not  all  that  he  hath.      C\    "VI 
Luke  14  :  33.  °'  M« 

ND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
Jesus,  my  Lord!  for  thee? 
This  is  my  joy,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go ;  one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compar'd  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair! 

4  Saviour  of  souls !  while  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain, 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'll  glory  in  my  gain. 

ar\A  The  ornament  of  a  meek  spirit.  T,    M 

0U4  1  Peter  3:  33.    ±J'  m- 

HOW  proud  we  are,  how  fond,  to  show 
Our  clothes,  and  call  them  rich  and  new  ; 
When  the  poor  sheep  and  silk- worms  wore 
That  very  clothing  long  before. 

2  The  tulip  and  the  butterfly 
Appear  in  gayer  coats  than  I : 
Let  me  be  dressed  fine  as  I  will, 

Flies,  worms,  and  flow'rs,  exceed  me  still. 

3  0,  that  my  heart  were  set  to  find 
Inward  adornings  of  the  mind ! 
Knowledge  and  virtue,  truth  and  grace — 
These  are  the  robes  of  richest  dress. 

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MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Then,  worms  would  not  with  me  compare, 
For  this  is  raiment  angels  wear ; 

The  Son  of  God,  when  here  below, 
Put  on  this  blest  apparel  too. 

5  In  this,  on  earth  I  should  appear  ; 
Then  go  to  heaven,  and  wear  it  there ; 
God  will  approve  it  in  his  sight  ; 

'T  is  his  own  work,  and  his  delight. 

£A£       Hie  branch  can  not  bear  fruit  itself.      CI    M 
\}\JO  John  15:  4.  °*   m' 

TO  keep  the  lamp  alive 
With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 
'T  is  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 

Supplies  the  living  stream ; 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 

But  still  deriv'd  from  him. 

3  Beware  of  Peter's  words, 

Nor  confidently  say, 
"I  never  will  deny  thee.  Lord," 
But — "  Grant  I  never  may" 

4  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

5  Eetreat  beneath  his  wings, 

And  in  his  grace  confide; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 
« 

6  In  Jesus  is  our  store, 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne. 
Whoever  says,  "  I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

606  L.  M 

THERE  is  a  school  on  earth  begun, 
Instructed  by  the  Holy  One  ; 
He  calls  his  pupils  there,  to  prove 
The  sweetness  of  redeeming  love. 

2  The  school-book  is  the  Scripture  true  ; 
The  lessons  are  forever  new  ; 

In  this  the  pupils  are  agreed, 
It  is  a  blessed  school  indeed. 

3  'Tis  here  the  blind  may  learn  to  see  ; 
Then  come,  ye  blind,  the  school  is  free  ; 
And  here  the  lame  may  learn  to  walk; 
The  dumb  may  also  learn  to  talk. 

4  'T  is  here  the  deaf  may  learn  to  hear ; 
Then  come,  ye  deaf,  and  lend  an  ear; 
Listen  to  Jesus'  pleasant  voice, 

He'll  make  your  mourning  souls  rejoice. 

5  Come,  brethren,  you  who  are  at  school, 
Attention  pay  to  ev'ry  rule ;      * 

Here  may  we  learn  the  happy  art 
Of  loving  God  with  all  our  heart. 

nr\n  Desiring  the  divine  presence.      ^     J^    ]y[ 

E  with  me.  Lord,  where'er  I  go, 
Teach  me  what  thou  wouldst  have  me 
Suggest  whate'er  I  think  or  say,  [do, 

Direct  me  in  the  narrow  way. 
2  Assist  and  teach  me  how  to  pray ; 
Incline  my  nature  to  obey : 
What  thou  abhor'st,  that  let  me  flee, 
And  only  love  what  pleases  thee. 

608  Comfort  in  affliction.   9  CM. 

WHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pain, 
And  long  to  fly  away  : 
377 


B] 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love; 
Sweet  to  look  upward,  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above : 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down ; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own : 

4  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end; 
Sweet  on  the  cov'nant  of  his  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend  : 

5  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

6  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  stream, 

What  must  the  fountain  be  ; 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss, 
0  Lord,  direct  from  thee! 

6Q9  The  only  foundation.^     Q,  8,  6,  8,  8,  6. 

HAD  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside, 
I'd  cleave  to  Jesus  crucified, 
And  build  on  him  alone; 
For  no  foundation  is  there  giv'n 
On  which  to  place  my  hopes  of  heav'n, 
But  Christ,  the  corner-stone. 

2  Possessing  Christ,  I  all  possess — 

Wisdom^md  strength,  and  righteousness, 

And  holiness  complete ; 
Bold  in  his  name,  I  dare  draw  nigh 
Before  the  Ruler  of  the  sky, 
And  all  his  justice  meet. 
378 


A] 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  There  is  no  path  to  heav'nly  bliss, 
To  solid  joy  or  lasting  peace, 

But  Christ,  th'  appointed  road; 
0  may  we  tread  the  sacred  way, 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  praise,  and  pray, 

Till  we  sit  down  with  God ! 

610  Thoughts  on  death.  C.  P.   M. 

ND  am  I  only  born  to  die  ? 
And  must  I  suddenly  comply 
With  nature's  stern  decree? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains? 
Celestial  joys,  or  hellish  pains, 
To  all  eternity. 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  his  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  house  of  clay  ; 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care, 
To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fatal  day ! 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone  ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

Th'  inexorable  throne ! 

4  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

5  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray, 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  way 

To  glorious  happiness ! 
Ah !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart! 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 

Let  me  depart  in  peace  1 
379 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

(?T1  The  harvest  is  past,  etc.  11,-, 

011  Jer.  8:20.     ilb' 

THE  harvest  is  past,  and  the  reapers  are  gone  ; 
The  summer  is  ended,  I  sorrow  alone: 
God's  mercies  and  judgments  were  slighted  hy  me, 
And  now  for  deliv'rance  no  hope  I  can  see. 
The  harvest  is  past,  and  the  wheat  all  returned, 
And  now  with  the  chaff  I  am  doomed  to  be  burned  ; 
All  warnings  of  danger  I  madly  outbraved — 
The  summer  is  ended,  and  1  am  not  saved. 

2  The  harvest  is  past,  and  my  soul,  in  despair, 
Must  dwell  with  the  lost,  and  their  agonies  share  ; 
In  deep  desolation  I  mourn  at  the  last — 

All  hopeless  the  future— the  harvest  is  past. 
The  harvest  is  past — I  must  part  with  my  friends, 
Forever  with  them  all  my  intercourse  ends  ; 
With  darkness  around  me,  I  feel  the  dread  blast 
Of  God's  indignation— the  harvest  is  past. 

3  O,  that  I  could  now  all  my  lifetime  forget ! 
'T  will  till  my  poor  soul  with  eternal  regret, 
To  think  of  the  seasons  of  mercy  and  grace, 
When  I  with  the  people  of  God  took  my  place- 
To  think  how  the  spirit  oft  strove  with  me  then, 
And  called  me  to  Jesus,  again  and  again : 

I  think  of  the  promises  ofttimes  I  made, 
Alas  !  to  fulfill  them  I  always  delayed. 

4  To  think  of  prayers  offered,  and  tears  which  were 

shed, 
That  I,  in  my  youth,  to  the  cross  might  be  led  : 
To  think  of  the  loved  ones  who  pleaded  with  me, 
Whose  faces  no  more  I  'm  permitted  to  see  ; 
To  think  of  a  heaven,  and  friends  who  are  there— 

0  !  memory,  why  dost  thou  enhance  my  despair? 
If  with  those  dear  loved  ones  my  lot  I  had  cast, 

1  now  would  be  saved— but  the  harvest  is  past. 

5  O  !  sorrow  of  sorrows,  eternally  great ! 

I  'd  now  accept  mercy,  but  now  't  is  too  late ! 

God's  justice  on  me  is  exerted  at  last — 

I  have  my  reward,  and  the  harvest  is  past,  [dwell, 

Though  banished  from  God,  in  this  torment  to 

If  prayers  for  the  erring  could  rise  up  from  hell, 

I  'd  groan  out  petitions  for  ages  to  come. 

To  save  one  poor  sinner  from  this  awful  doom  ! 

612  ?s  &  6s. 

COME,  all  ye  weary  trav'lers, 
Come,  let  us  join  and  sing 
The  everlasting  praises 
Of  Jesus  Christ,  our  King ; 
380 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 

And  tiresome,  it  is  true, 
But  see  how  many  dangers 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through. 

At  first  when  Jesus  found  us, 

He  called  us  unto  him, 
And  pointed  out  the  danger 

Of  falling  into  sin ; 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan5 

Will  prove  a  fatal  snare, 
Unless  we  do  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  prayer. 

The  pleasant  fruits  of  Canaan 

Give  life,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Revive  our  drooping  spirits, 

And  faith  and  love  increase. 
Confess  your  Lord  and  Master, 

And  run  at  his  command ; 
And  hasten  on  your  journey 

Unto  the  promised  land. 

Sinners,  why  stand  ye  idle, 

While  we  do  march  along? 
Has  conscience  never  told  you 

That  you  are  going  wrong? 
Down  the  broad  road  to  ruin, 

To  bear  an  endless  curse? 
Oh,  leave  your  ways  of  sinning, 

And  come  along  with  us. 

But  if  you  will  refuse  it, 

We  bid  you  all  farewell ; 
We're  on  the  way  to  Canaan, 

And  you  the  way  to  hell : 
We're  sorry  thus  to  leave  you, 

We'd  rather  you  would  go : 
Come,  try  a  bleeding  Saviour, 

And  feel  salvation  flow. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

613  Thesovl.  C.  M. 

WHAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price, 
The  whole  creation  'round? 
That,  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That,  which  in  Christ  is  found. 

2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath! 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife ; 
Hell  moves  beneath,  to  work  its  death, 
Heaven  stoops,  to  give  it  life. 

3  God,  to  reclaim  it,  did  not  spare 

His  well-beloved  Son ,' 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deigned  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  One. 

4  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 

In  earthly  vessels  frail  ? 
Teach  us,  0  God,  its  worth  to  know, 
Lest  we  its  loss  bewail. 

5  Then  let  us  gather  'round  the  cross, 

That  knowledge  to  obtain — 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 

614  Presumption  and  despair.  U.  M. 

I  HATE  the  tempter  and  his  charms; 
I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath  ; 
The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms, 
To  cheat  our  souls  to  death. 

2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 

Or  kills  with  slavish  fear; 
And  holds  us  still  in  wide  extremes, 
Presumption  or  despair. 

3  Now  he  persuades,  "How  easy  'tis 

To  walk  the  road  to  heav'n;" 
Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  cries, 
"  They  cannot  be  forgiv'n." 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  He  bids  young  sinners,  "  Yet  forbear 

To  think  of  God  or  death  ; 
For  prayer  and  devotion  are 
But  melancholy  breath." 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  "They  must  die, 

And  't  is  too  late  to  pray ; 
In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
For  they  have  lost  their  day." 

6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne, 

By  mischief  and  deceit; 
And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down, 
To  darkness  and  the  pit. 

615  CM. 

u  rpHOU  shalt  not  covet,"  God  hath  said— 
JL     But  be  content  with  what 
He,  in  his  sovereign  will,  hath  made 
The  portion  of  thy  lot. 

2  "Thou  shalt  not  covet." — Yet  how  strong 

Desire  has  sometimes  grown ; 
Until,  in  earnestness,  we  long 
For  what  is  not  our  own. 

3  "Thou  shalt  not  covet." — 0,  how  mean 

To  want  another's  good ! 
Ah !  if  these  secret  sins  were  seen, 
How  shame  our  face  would  cloud. 

4  "Thou  shalt  not  covet." — Each  desire 

For  what  another  holds, 
Is  adding  fuel  to  the  fire 
Of  envy  in  our  souls. 

5  "Thou  shalt  not  covet."— Every  theft 

In  envy  is  begun : 
Lord,  leave  us  not  of  grace  bereft ; 
Help  us  this  sin  to  shun. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

616  The  penitent  thief.  M.  Ts. 

WHEN  our  Lord  was  crucified, 
Two  transgressors  with  him  died : 
One,  with  vile  blaspheming  tongue, 
Scoff  d  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

2  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  breath, 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death ; 
Perished — as  too  many  do — 
With  the  Saviour  in  his  view. 

3  But  the  other,  moved  by  grace, 
Saw  the  danger  of  his  case, 

And,  by  faith,  embraced  his  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorr'd. 

4  "  Lord,"  he  prays,  "  remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be  :" 

"  Soon  with  me,"  the  Lord  replies, 
"Thou  shalt  be  in  Paradise." 

5  This  was  wondrous  grace  indeed, 
Grace  bestowed  in  time  of  need; 
Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  name, 
You  will  find  him  still  the  same. 

6  0,  beware  of  unbelief! 

Think  upon  the  hardened  thief; 
If  the  gospel  you  disdain, 
Christ  for  you  hath  died  in  vain. 
384 


DOXOLOGIES. 

8s  &  7s. 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  out  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Spirit's  holy  favor, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above. 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

L.M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

L.  M. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 

CM. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God,  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

CM. 

Now  let  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd,  [known, 

Where  there  are  works  to  make  him 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 
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DOXOLOGIES. 

S.M. 

Give  to  the  Father  praise, 

Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 

Be  equal  honor  done. 

7s. 

Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high  ; 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky  ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

8s,  7s  &  4. 

Great  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee — 

God,  the  Father — God,  the  Son, — 
God,  the  Spirit— joined  in  glory, 
On  the  same  eternal  throne: 

Endless  praises, 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 
P.  M.  A  Benediction.  7s  &  63 

Now  may  grace  and  mercy  rest 
On  our  congregation ; 
May  thy  saints  be  richly  blest, 
With  thy  great  salvation ; 
May  thy  word  and  spirit  guide, 
All  thy  people  in  the  way, 
Till,  with  all  the  sanctified, 
They  shall  reign  in  endless  joy. 
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YOUTH. 

617  Importance  of  early  religion.  L.  M. 

NOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
Eemember  your  Creator,  God  ; 
Behold,  the  months  come  hastening  on, 
When  you  shall  say,  "My  joys  are  gone." 

2  Behold,  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again ; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom  and  sinks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name ; 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am ; 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

618  Early  piety.  7s  &  6s. 

aO  thou  in  life's  fair  morning, 
Go,  in  thy  bloom  of  youth, 
And  seek,  for  thine  adorning, 
The  precious  pearl  of  truth ; 
Secure  the  heavenly  treasure, 

And  bind  it  on  thy  heart ; 
And  let  no  earthly  pleasure, 
E'er  cause  it  to  depart. 
387 


2  Go,  while  the  day-star  shineth, 

Go,  while  thy  heart  is  light, 
Go,  ere  thy  strength  declineth, 

While  every  sense  is  bright: 
Sell  all  thou  hast  and  buy  it ; 

'T  is  worth  all  earthly  things, — 
Rubies,  and  gold,  and  diamonds, 

Sceptres  and  crowns  of  kings! 

3  Go,  ere  the  cloud  of  sorrow 

Steals  o'er  thy  bloom  of  youth  ; 
Defer  not  till  to-morrow ; 

Go  now,  and  buy  the  truth. 
Go,  seek  thy  great  Creator; 

Learn  early  to  be  wise ; 
Go,  place  upon  the  altar 

A  morning  sacrifice. 

ol9  The  way  s  of  wisdom.  C  M. 

WHY  should  we  spend  our  youthful  days 
In  folly  and  in  sin, 
When  wisdom  shows  her  pleasant  ways, 
And  bids  us  walk  therein? 

2  Folly  and  sin  our  peace  destroy  ; 

They  glitter,  and  are  past; 
They  yield  us  but  a  moment's  joy, 
And  end  in  death  at  last. 

3  But,  if  true  wisdom  we  possess, 

Our  joys  shall  never  cease  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

4  O,  may  we  in  our  youthful  days, 

Attend  to  wisdom's  voice  ; 
And  make  these  holy-,  happy  ways, 
Our  own  delightful  choice  ! 
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YOUTH. 

620  Remember  now  thy  Creator.  \j.  M. 

REMEMBER  thy  Creator  now, 
In  these  thy  youthful  days; 
He  will  accept  thine  earliest  vow 
He  loves  thine  earliest  praise. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now  ; 

Seek  him  while  he  is  near; 
For  evil  days  will  come,  when  thou 
Shalt  find  no  comfort  here. 

3  Remember  thy  Creator  now  ; 

His  willing  servant  be  ; 
Then,  when  thy  head  in  death  shall  bow, 
He  will  remember  thee. 

4  Almighty  God,  our  hearts  incline 

Thy  heavenly  voice  to  hear ; 
Let  all  our  future  days  be  thine, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear. 

621  Counsel  and  advice  to  the  young.         P.M. 
T)  EMEMBER,  sinful  youth, 

S\j    You  must  die — you  must  die 
Remember,  sinful  youth, 

You  must  die! 
Remember,  sinful  youth, 
Who  hate  the  ways  of  truth, 
And  in  your  pleasures  boast, 

You  must  die — you  must  die ! 
And  in  your  pleasures  boast, 

You  must  die ! 

2  Uncertain  are  your  days, 

Here  below — here  below,  &c. 
Uncertain  are  your  days ; 
For  God  hath  many  ways 
To  end  your  day  of  grace, 
Here  below — here  below,  &c. 
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YOUTH. 

3  To  the  great  judgment  day 

You  are  bound — you  are  bound,  &c. 
To  the  great  judgment  day, 
Be  you  whoe'er  you  may, — 
Nor  will  it  long  delay, — 

You  are  bound — you  are  bound,  &c. 

4  The  God  who  built  the  sky, 

By  his  pow'r — by  his  pow'r,  &c. 
The  God  who  built  the  sky 
Hath  said  (and  cannot  lie:) 
"The  soul  that  sins,  shall  die," 

Evermore — evermore,  &c. 

5  Then  0  my  friends,  don't  you, 

I  entreat — I  entreat,  &c. 
Then  0  my  friends,  don't  you 
Your  carnal  ways  pursue, 
And  thus  your  souls  undo, — 

I  entreat — I  entreat,  &c. 

6  Now  to  the  Saviour  flee 

For  your  life — for  your  life,  &c. 
Now  to  the  Saviour  nee, 
And  be  from  sin  set  free  ; — ■ 
Give  praise  eternally, 

For  your  life— for  your  life,  &c. 

£Ow)     They  shall  go  in  and  out  and  find     Q    7  Ar  4- 
OZZ  pasture.— John.  10: 9.  O,l.ot*. 

SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us : 
Much  we  need  thy  tender  care ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare. 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are. 
2  We  are  thine :  do  thou  befriend  us, 
Be  the  guardian  of  our  way ; 
Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
Hear  us,  children,  when  we  pray. 
390 


YOUTH. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be ; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Let  us  early  turn  to  thee. 

4  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor, 

Early  let  us  do  thy  will ; 
Holy  Lord,  our  only  Saviour, 
With  thy  grace  our  bosom  fill. 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 
3  Praise  to  the  Saviour.  S.  M. 

TO  praise  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  little  children  try ; 
While  saints  and  angels  do  the  same 
In  the  bright  world  on  high. 

2  His  love  in  heaven  is  sung. 

His  name  is  there  adored; 
And  children  here,  however  young, 
May  learn  to  praise  the  Lord. 

3  The  wonders  of  that  love 

No  earthty  tongue  can  tell, 
Which  brought  the  Saviour  from  above. 
To  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

4  For  us  he  wept  and  bled, 

And  suffer' d  all  his  pain, 
For  us  was  number'd  with  the  dead, 
And  rose  to  life  again. 

5  And  still  for  us  he  prays, 

And  makes  our  souls  his  care ; 
He  loves  to  hear  our  feeble  praise 
And  listen  to  our  prayer. 

6  Lord  Jesus !  grant  that  we 

May  know  thy  saving  grace, 
On  earth  thy  humble  followers  be, 
In  heaven  behold  thy  face. 
391 


YOUTH. 

624  Conscience.  7s. 

WHEN  a  foolish  thought  within 
Tries  to  take  us  in  a  snare, 
Conscience  tells  us,  "  It  is  sin," 
And  entreats  us  to  beware. 

2  If  in  something  we  transgress, 

And  are  tempted  to  deny, 
Conscience  says,  "  Your  fault  confess  ; 
Do  not  dare'  to  tell  a  lie." 

3  In  the  morning,  when  we  rise, 

And  would  fain  omit  to  pray, 
"  Child,  consider,"  Conscience  cries : 
"Should  not  God  be  sought  to-day?" 

4  When  our  angry  passions  rise, 

Tempting  to  revenge  an  ill, 
'*'  Now  subdue  it,"  Conscience  cries, 
"And  command  your  temper  still." 

5  Thus,  without  our  will  or  choice, 

This  good  monitor  within, 
With  a  secret,  gentle  voice, 
Warns  us  to  beware  of  sin. 

6  But  if  we  should  disregard, 

While  this  friendly  voice  would  call, 
Conscience  soon  will  grow  so  hard, 
That  it  will  not  speak  at  all. 

625  C.  M. 

"F  you  will  turn  away  from  sin 
In  childhood's  early  day, 
The  Lord  will  make  you  pure  within, 
And  take  your  guilt  away. 

He'll  show  you  all  his  matchless  love, 
He'll  make  you  heirs  of  light, 

And  give  you  grace,  that  you  may  prove 
Still  faithful  in  his  sight. 
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3  He'll  lead  you  in  the  pleasant  way 

Of  holiness  and  peace, 
And  guide  you  thus  to  endless  day, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

4  Oh,  stay  not  in  the  road  to  death, 

But  to  the  Saviour  come! 
And  when  you  lose  life's  fleeting  breath 
He'll  send  and  take  you  home. 

£>>£  Go  to  the  ant.  n    nvr 

Prov.6:  6,10:  5.    °'  m* 

EE  how  the  little  toiling  ant 
Improves  the  harvest  hours; 
While  summer  lasts,  through  all  her  cells 
The  choicest  stores  she  pours. 

2  While  life  remains,  our  harvest  lasts; 

But  youth  of  life's  the  prime ; 

Best  is  this  season  for  our  work, 

And  this  the  accepted  time. 

3  To-day  attend,  is  Wisdom's  voice; 

To-morrow,  Folly  cries; 
And  still  to  morrow  't  is,  when,  oh ! 
To-day  the  sinner  dies. 

4  When  conscience  speaks,  its  voice  regard, 

And  seize  the  tender  hour; 
Humbly  implore  the  promis'd  grace, 
And  God  will  give  the  power. 

fi.17        Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labor.       7a  &•  Ka 
uz/  Matt.  11:  28.  '  b  <*  OS' 

COME  to  Jesus,  little  one, 
Come  to  Jesus  now; 
Humbly  at  his  gracious  throne 

In  submission  bow. 
At  his  feet  confess  your  sin, 

Seek  forgiveness  there; 
For  his  blood  can  make  you  clean  : 
He  will  hear  vour  prayer. 
393 


2  Seek  his  face  without  delay ; 

Give  him  now  your  heart ; 
Tarry  not,  but,  while  you  may, 

Choose  the  better  part. 
Come  to  Jesus,  little  one, 

Come  to  Jesus  now; 
Humbly  at  his  gracious  throne 

In  submission  bow. 

628  C.  M. 

SEE,  the  kind  Shepherd,  Jesus,  stands 
With  all-engaging  charms; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  his  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  Permit  them  to  approach,  he  cries, 

Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For 't  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came. 

3  He'll  lead  us  to  the  heavenly  streams 

Where  living  waters  flow, 
And  guide  us  to  the  fruitful  fields 
Where  trees  of  knowledge  grow. 

4  The  feeblest  lamb  amid  the  flock 

Shall  be  its  Shepherd's  care  ; 
While  folded  in  the  Saviour's  arms, 
We're  safe  from  every  snare. 

629       The  importance  of  educating  youth.       C.  M . 

FATHER,  't  is  ours  in  wisdom's  way 
To  guide  untutor'd  youth, 
And  lead  the  mind  that  goes  astray 
To  virtue  and  to  truth. 

2  The  young  our  kind  protection  claim, 
And  God  will  well  approve 
Efforts  to  teach  the  youth  thy  name 
And  their  dear  Lord  to  love. 
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YOUTH. 

3  Delightful  work !  young  souls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  redeeming  grace. 

4  Almighty  God,  thine  influence  shed 

To  aid  this  good  design  ; 

0  bless  the  means  thy  name  to  spread, 
And  make  all  people  thine. 

630  EvU  company.  0.  M. 

WHY  should  I  join  with  those  in  play 
In  whom  I  ?ve  no  delight ; 
Who  curse  and  swear,  but  never  pray, 
Who  call  ill  names,  and  fight? 

2  I  hate  to  hear  a  wanton  song; 

Their  words  offend  my  ears  ; 

1  would  not  dare  defile  my  tongue 
With  language  such  as  theirs. 

3  Away  from  fools  I'll  turn  my  eyes, 

Nor  with  the  scoffers  go ; 
I  would  be  walking  with  the  wise, 
That  wiser  I  might  grow. 

4  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  dwell 

With  sinful  children  here  ; 
Then  let  me  not  be  sent  to  hell, 
Where  none  but  sinners  are. 

£  Q  i  The  orphan' s  hymn.  f\    \f 

«•>*  Psalm  10:  14.    u*  iV1' 

WHEEE  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find 
A  place  for  calm  repose? 
Thou  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes. 

2  What  friend  have  I  in  heaven  or  earth 
What  friend  to  trust,  but  thee? 
My  father's  dead  ;  my  mother's  dead  ; 
Mv  God,  remember  me. 
395 


3  Thy  gracious  promise  now  fulfill, 

And  bid  my  troubles  cease; 
In  thee  the  fatherless  shall  find 
Pure  mercy,  grace,  and  peace. 

4  I  've  not  a  secret  care  or  pain 

But  he  that  secret  knows; 
Thou  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes. 

63*2  Looking  to  Jesus.  llS. 

VIELD  not  to  temptation,  for  yielding  is  sin ; 
x    Each  victory  will  help  us  some  other  to  win  : 
Fight  manfully  onward,  dark  passions  subdue, 
Look  ever  to  Jesus,  he'll  carry  you  through. 

CHORUS. 

Ask  the  Saviour  to  help  you,  comfort,  strengthen  and  keep 
He  is  willing  to  aid  you,  He'll  carry  you  through.      [you; 

2  Shun  evil  companions,  bad  language  disdain  : 
God's  name  huld  in  reverence,  nor  take  it  in  vain  : 
Be  thoughtful  and  earnest,  kind  hearted  and  true, 
Look  ever  to  Jesus,  He'll  carry  you  through.— Cho. 

3  To  him  that  o'ercometh,  God  giveth  a  crown  ; 
Through  faith  we  shall  conquer,  though  often  cast  down  : 
He  who  is  the  Saviour  our  strength  will  renew. 

Look  ever  to  Jesus,  he'll  carry  you  through.— Cho. 

633  Because  he  loved  me  so.  <S  &  OS. 

LOVE  to  hear  the  story 
Which  angel  voices  tell ; 
How  once  the  King  of  Glory 

Came  down  on  earth  to  dwell. 
I  am  both  weak  and  sinful, 

But  this  I  surely  know, 
The  Lord  came  down  to  save  me 
Because  he  loved  me  so. 

I'm  glad  my  blessed  Saviour 
Was  once  a  child  like  me  ; 

To  show  how  pure  and  holy 
His  little  ones  should  be ; 

And  if  I  try  to  follow 
His  footsteps  here  below, 
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He  never  will  forsake  me, 

Because  he  loves  me  so. 
3  To  sing  his  love  and  mercy. 

My  sweetest  songs  I'll  raise; 
And  though  I  cannot  see  Him, 

I  know  He  hears  my  praise. 
For  He  has  kindly  promised, 

That  I  shall  surely  go 
To  sing  among  His  angels, 

Because  he  loves  me  so. 

634  What  the  Bible  tells  us.  L.  M. 

THIS  is  a  precious  book  indeed  ; 
Happy  the  child  that  loves  to  read  ; 
'T  is  God's  own  word  which  he  hath  given 
To  show  our  souls  the  way  to  heaven  ! 

2  It  tells  us  how  the  world  was  made  ; 
And  how  good  men  the  Lord  obeyed  ; 
And  his  commands  are  in  it  too, 

To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  do. 

3  It  bids  us  all  from  sin  to  fly, 
Because  our  souls  can  never  die  ; 

It  points  to  heaven  where  angels  dwell, 
And  warns  us  to  escape  from  hell. 

4  But  what  is  more  than  all  beside, 
The  Bible  tells  us  Jesus  died  ; 
This  is  its  first,  its  chief  intent, 
To  lead  poor  sinners  to  repent. 

5  Let  us  be  thankful  that  we  may 
Read  this  good  Bible  every  day  ; 

'T  is  God's  own  word,  which  he  has  giv'n 
To  show  our  souls  the  way  to  heav'n. 

635  Sincerity  in  prayer.  0.  M, 

WHEN  daily  I  kneel  down  to  pray, 
As  I  am  taught  to  do, 
God  does  not  care  for  what  I  say, 
Unless  I  feel  it  too. 
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YOUTH. 

2  Yet  foolish  thoughts  my  heart  beguile: 

And  when  I  pray  or  sing, 
I'm  often  thinking  all  the  while 
About  some  other  thing. 

3  0  let  me  never,  never  dare 

To  act  a  trifler's  part, 
Or  think  that  God  will  hear  a  pray'r 
That  comes  not  from  the  heart. 

4  But  if  I  make  his  ways  my  choice, 

As  holy  children  do, 
Then,  while  I  seek  him  with  my  voice, 
My  heart  will  love  him  too. 

636  Rewards  of  early  piety.  8s,  7s  &  4. 
OD  has  said,  "Forever  blessed 

Those  who  seek  me  in  their  youth  ; 
They  shall  find  the  path  of  wisdom, 
And  the  narrow  way  of  truth ;" 

Guide  us,  Saviour, 
In  the  narrow  way  of  truth. 

2  Be  our  strength,  for  we  are  weakness; 

Be  our  wisdom  and  our  guide ; 
May  we  walk  in  love  and  meekness, 
Nearer  to  our  Saviour's  side : 

Naught  can  harm  us, 
While  we  thus  in  thee  abide. 

3  Thus,  when  evening  shades  shall  gather, 

We  may  turn  our  tearless  eye 
To  the  dwelling  of  our  Father, 
To  our  home  beyond  the  sky- 
Gently  passing 
To  the  happy  land  on  high. 

637  Little  things.         P.  M.  6s  &  5s. 

LITTLE  drops  of  water, 
Little  grains  of  sand, 
Make  the  mighty  ocean, 
And  the  beauteous  land. 
398 


YOUTH. 

2  And  the  little  moments, 

Humble  though  they  be, 
Make  the  mighty  ages 
Of  eternity. 

3  So,  our  little  errors 

Lead' the  soul  away 
From  the  paths  of  virtue, 
Oft  in  sin  to  stray. 

4  Little  deeds  of  kindness, 

Little  words  of  love, 
Make  our  earth  an  Eden, 
Like  the  heav'n  above. 

5  Little  seeds  of  mercy, 

Sown  by  youthful  hands, 
Grow  to  bless  the  nations, 
Far  in  heathen  lands. 

The  good  child's  song.  7s  &  6s. 

I  WANT  to  be  an  angel 
And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand ; 
There,  right  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I'd  wake  the  sweetest  music, 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 
I  never  would  be  weary, 

Nor  ever  shed  a  tear, 
Nor  ever  know  a  sorrow, 

Nor  ever  feel  a  fear : 
But,  blessed,  pure  and  holy, 

I'd  dwell  in  Jesus'  sight, 
And  with  ten  thousand  thousands 

Praise  him  both  day  and  night. 
I  know  I'm  weak  and  sinful, 

But  Jesus  well  forgive ; 
For  many  little  children 

Have  gone  to  heav'n  to  live. 
399 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

Dear  Saviour,  when  I  languish, 

And  iay  me  down  to  die, 
0,  send  a  shining  angel, 

And  bear  me  to  the  sky! 
0,  there  I'll  be  an  angel 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand ; 
And  there,  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I'll  join  the  heavenly  music, 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 


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THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 
639  The  Gospel  jubilee.  H.  M.  6s  & 

LOW  ye  the  trumpet!  blow 
The  gladly-solemn  sound ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, — 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  sin-atoning  Lamb: 

Redemption  in  his  blood 

Through  all  the  world  proclaim: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, — 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Servants  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive, 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell; 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, — 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  ot'pard'ning  grace; 

Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 
Behold  the  Saviour's  face: 
400 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, — 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 
5  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made; 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest, 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, — 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

640  The  GospeVscall.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

SINNERS,  hear,  for  God  hath  spoken ; 
'T  is  the  God  that  reigns  on  high ; 
He,  whose  law  the  world  has  broken, 
Sends  you  tidings  of  great  joy: 

Hear  his  message, 
Hear  it,  sinners,  lest  ye  die. 

2  Hear  the  gospel,  sinners,  hear  it, 

Joyful  news  from  heaven  it  brings ; 
Here  's  a  fountain,  O,  draw  near  it! 
Open'd  by  the  King  of  kings: 

Living  water, 
Thence  in  streams  eternal  springs. 

3  Sinner,  hear — why  will  you  perish? 

Death  to  life,  O !  why  prefer  ? 
Why  your  vain  delusions  cherish  ? 
Why  from  truth  persist  to  err  ? 

Wisdom  calls  you : 
Happy  they  who  learn  of  her. 

641  Freewill.  L.  M. 

KNOW,  sinners,  every  one  is  free.- 
To  choose  his  course,  and  what  he  '11 
For  this  eternal  truth  is  giv'n:  [be; 

That  God  will  force  no  man  to  heav'n. 
2  He  '11  draw,  persuade,  direct  aright, 
Bless  us  with  wisdom,  love  and  light: 
In  nameless  ways  be  good  and  kind ; 
But  never  force  the  human  mind. 
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THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

3  Freedom  and  reason  make  us  men  ; 
Take  these  away,  what  are  we  then? 
Mere  animals,  and  just  as  well, 

E'en  brutes  might  think  of  heav'n  or  hell. 

4  0,  then,  no  more  your  pow'rs  abuse, 
But  ways  of  truth  and  goodness  choose! 
Our  God  is  pleas'd  when  we  improve 
His  grace,  and  seek  the  world  above. 

5  But  if  you  take  the  downward  road, 
And  make  in  hell  your  last  abode ; 
Our  God  is  clear,  and  you  shall  know 
You  plnng'd  yourselves  in  endless  woe  ! 

0  42  The  sinner  warned.  7s. 

HASTE,  0  sinner,  to  be  wise ;  ' 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Wisdom  warns  thee,  from  the  skies, 
All  the  paths  of  death  to  shun. 

2  Haste,  and  mercy  now  implore  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Thy  probation  may  be  o'er, 

Ere  this  evening's  work  is  done. 

3  Haste,  0  sinner,  now  return  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Haste,  while  yet  thou  canst  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  : 
j       Death  may  thy  poor  soul  arrest. 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

643  The  sinner  exhorted.  .L.  M. 

SINNER,  oh,  why  so  thoughtless  grown  ? 
Why  in  such  dreadful  haste  to  die? 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown ; 
Heedless  against  thy  God  to  fly. 
402 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  fate, 
Urged  on  by  sin's  delusive  dreams ; 

Madly  attempt  the  infernal  gate 
And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames? 

Stay,  sinner!  on  the  gospel  plains; 

Behold  the  Son  of  God  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 

Forever  telling, vet  untold! 


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644  The  contrite  sinner.  CM. 
THOU!  whose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye; — 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 
Hast  thou  not  said — "Return?" 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
Thy  word  of  promise  cannot  fail, 
My  tower  of  safe  retreat. 

4  Oh  !  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine.; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

645  "^  Be.  22:  17.  S.  M. 

THE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 
Is  whisp'ring  "  Sinner,  come  ;" 
The  Bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come  !" 

2  Let  him  that  heareth,  say, 
To  all  about  him,  "  Come  !" 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 
403 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

O  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ; — 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo  !  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "I  quickly  come:" 
Lord,  even  so — I  wait  thy  hour ; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come  ! 

£  A  £  And  vet  there  is  room.  T ,    \f 

040  Luke  14:  22.    u-  xVL' 

YE  weary,  heavy  laden,  come ! 
With  Jesus  Christ  there  still  is  room  ; 
The  Lord  is  waiting  to  receive,  , 

If  you  will  now  on  him  believe. 

2  The  way  to  heaven  is  free  for  all — 
For  Jew  and  Gentile,  great  and  small : 
Make  up  your  minds,  give  God  your  heart; 
With  every  sin  and  idol  part. 

3  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain ; 
Repent,'  believe,  be  born  again  : 

The  Saviour  gently  says  to  thee, 
"Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  me." 

4  0  could  I  hear  some  sinner  cry, 
"I'll  seek  the  Lord  whilst  he  is  nigh ; 
I'll  go  to  Jesus  while  I  may 

Secure  the  bliss  of  endless  day." 

547  Disconsolate  invited.  lls&  1  Os. 

COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish, 
Come,' at  the  mercv-seat  fervently  kneel  :[guish  ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your  an- 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heav'n  cannot  heal. 

2  Jov  of  the  desolate,  licht  of  the  straying, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure,— 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  mercy  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heav'n  cannot  cure 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life :  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  boundless  in  lore  : 
Come  to  the  feast  prepar'd  ;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heav'n  can  remove. 

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THE  GOSPEL  GALL. 

648  Rest  for  the  weary  penitent.  Li.  M 

COME,  weary  soul,  with  sin  distress'd, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes; 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace, — 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace! 

3  Lord!  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart; 
We  come  with  trembling, — yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

4  Dear  Saviour!  let  thy  pow'rful  love 
Confirm  our  faith, — our  fears  remove ; 
0,  sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

649  Delay  not.  lis. 

DELAY  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  draw  near  ! 
The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee  ; 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here, 
Redemption  is  purchas'd,  salvation  is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  why  longer  abase 
The  iove  and  compassion  of  Jesus  thy  God? 
A  fountain  is  opened,  how  canst  thou  refuse 

To  wash  and  he  cleans'd  in  his  pardoning  blood  ? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come, 

For  mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thoe  to-day  ; 
Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb  ; 
Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not — the  Spirit  of  grace,    < 
Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  its  sad  flight, 
And  leave'thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race- 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's  night. 

650  The  wanderer  recalled.  L.  M. 
T)  KTURN",  0  wanderer,  return, 

X\j    And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face; 
Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 
405 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 
His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear; 
'T  is  God  who  says,  "  No  longer  mourn," 
'  T  is  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

651  Drooping  souls  encouraged.  7s  &  OS. 

DROOPING  souls,  no  longer  grieve, 
Heaven  is  propitious:— 
If  you  do  in  Christ  believe, 

You  will  find  him  precious. 
Jesus  now  is  passing  by. 

And  he  calls  you  to  him : 
He  has  died  for  you  and  me, — 
0  !  then  come  and  view  him. 

2  From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 

Flows  the  healing  lotion  : 
See  the  purple  swelling  tide, 

Boundless  as  the  ocean. 
See  the  living  waters  move, 

For  the  sick  and  dying; 
Now  resolve  to  gain  his  love, 

Or  to  perish  trying. 

3  Gospel  grace  is  always  free, 

Drooping  souls  to  gladden ! 
Hence  he  says,  "  Come  unto  me, 

Weary,  heavy  laden." 
Though  your  sins  like  mountains  rise, 

Rise  and  reach  to  heaven, 
Yet,  if  you  on  him  believe, 

All  shall  be  forgiven. 
406 


TIIE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

4  Now,  methinks,  I  hear  one  say, 

I  will  go  and  prove  him; 
If  he  takes  my  sins  away, 

Surely  I  will  love  him. 
Come,  my  Saviour,  come  and  smile, 

Smiling  moves  my  burden; 
I  am  guilty,  poor  and  vile, 

Yet  thou  canst  me  pardon. 

5  Streams  of  mercy,  how  they  flow  ! 

Surely  now  I  feel  it: 
Half  has  never  yet  been  told — 

0,  could  I  reveal  it ! 
Jesus'  blood  has  heal'd  my  wound, 

O,  the  wondrous  story  ! 
I  was  lost,  but  now  I'm  found, 

Glory,  glory,  glory ! 

6  If  no  greater  joys  were  known 

In  the  starry  region, 
I  would  try  to  travel  on, 

In  this  pure  religion. 
Heaven's  here,  and  heaven's  there, 

Glory  here  and  yonder! 
Brightest  angels  join  with  me, 

To  adore  and  wonder. 


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a  Kc>    Behold,  I  stand  at  the  door  and  knock.    T,    "|\f 
Rev.  3:  20.  lJ'  iU' 

JAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 
Oft  whisper'd  to  thy  secret  souk— 
Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin 

And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control? 
Sinner,  it  was  a  heavenly  voice  ; 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 

And  haste  to  seek,  in  Christ,  thine  all. 
Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light; 

Regard  in  time  this  warning  kind  ; 
That  call  thou  may  est  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercv  find. 
407 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL,. 

4  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  harden'd,  self-destroying  man  ; 
Ye,  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

5  Sinner,  perhaps  this  very  day 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be; 
O,  shonld'st  thon  grieve  him  now  away, 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

n  K  o  How  shall  we  escape  ?  *7« 

W*  Het>.2:3.  ' b* 

WHEN  thy  mortal  life  is  fled,  [spread, 
When  the  death-shades  o'er  thee 
When  is  finished  thy  career, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

2  When  the  world  has  passed  away, 
When  draws  near  the  judgment-day, 
When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
Say,  0,  where  wilt  thou  be  found? 

3  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might, 
When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
Where,  0,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

4  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart, 
When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part? 
When  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found? 

5  While  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
Quickly  to  the  Saviour  fly  ; 
Then  shall  peace  th3r  spirit  cheer  ; 
Then  with  Christ  shalt  thou  appear. 

654  Be  reconciled  to  God.  L.  M. 

WHY  wilt  thou  so  long  delay, 
And  spurn  the  mercy  of  the  Lord? 
Sinner,  while  it  is  called  to-day, 
Obey  the  reconciling  word. 
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THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

2  Alas!  thy  day  of  grief  draws  nigh, 

When* haply,  on  a  dying  bed, 
Thon  mayest  for  peace  and  pardon  cry, 
When  the  last  ray  of  hope  is  fled. 

3  When  through  the  clouds  of  wrath  and  gloom 

Shall  shine  the  awful  judgment  throne, 
O,  wilt  thou  burst  the  silent  tomb 
To  be  eternally  undone  ? 

•1  0,  weary  wanderer  far  from  bliss, 

Wretched,  and  burdened,  and  forlorn  ; 

Return,  and  Christ  shall  give  you  peace, — ■ 

His  light  shall  be  your  endless  morn. 

(?xx     To-day.  if '  ve  hear  his  voice,  harden  not    T,    "Vf 
DJJ  your  hearts.— Heb.  3:  7, 8.  XJ'  1Vi* 

ODO  not  let  the  word  depart, 
And  close  thine  eyes  against  the  light. 
Poor  sinner,  harden  not  thy  heart ; 
Thou  would'st  be  saved — why  not  to-night  ? 

2  To-morrow's  sun  may  never  rise 

To  bless  thy  long-deluded  sight : — • 
This  is  the  time  ;  oh,  then,  be  wise  ! 
Thou  would'st  be  saved — why  not  to-night? 

3  Our  God  in  pity  lingers  still, 

And  wilt  thou  thus  his  love  requite? 
Renounce  at  once  thy  stubborn  will; 
Thou  would'st  be  saved — why  not  to-night  ? 

4  The  world  has  nothing  left  to  give; 

It  has  no  new,  no  pure  delight. 
Oh,  try  the  life  which  Christians  live  ! 
Thou  would'st  be  saved — why  not  to-night? 

5  Our  blessed  Lord  refuses  none 

Who  would  to  him  their  souls  unite. 
Believe  on  him,  the  work  is  done  ; 

Thou  fljpuld'st  be  saved — why  not  to-night? 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

656  Come  now.  0.  M. 

SAY  not,  "  I  will  yet  delay 


0 


To  seek  God's  offer'd  grace ;" 

When  Jesus,  with  a  voice  of  love, 

Says  now,  "  Seek  thou  my  face." 

2  Say  not,  "  To-morrow  I  will  turn :" 

To  thee  it  may  not  come  ; 
For  e'en  this  night  thy  soul  may  hear 
Its  everlasting  doom. 

3  Say  not,  "  When  sickness  lays  me  low, 

I  will  begin  to  pray ;" 
For  swift  disease,  or  sudden  death, 
May  call  thy  soul  away. 

4  But  say,  with  earnestness  and  faith, 

"  Jesus,  I  come  to  thee ; 
Now,  from  this  moment,  by  thy  grace, 
Help  me  from  sin  to  flee. 

5  "  Now,  for  thy  tender  mercy's  sake, 

Forgive  my  past  delay, 
And  in  thine  own  redeeming  blood 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

6  "  Now,  by  thy  Holy  Spirit's  power, 

Renew  this  heart  of  mine ; 
And  may  the  life  which  thou  hast  spared 
Be  henceforth  wholly  thine." 

657  P.  M.  6s  &  4s. 

CHILD  of  sin  and  sorrow,  fill'd  with  dismay, 
Wait  not  for  to-morrow  ;  yield  thee  to-day. 
Heaven  bids  thee  come,  while  yet  there's  room. ; 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  hear  and  obey. 

2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  why  wilt  thou  die? 
Come,  while  thou  canst  borrow  help  from  on  high : 
Grieve  not  that  love,  which  from  above — 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow — would  bring  thee  nigh. 

3  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  where  wilt  thou  flee 
Through  that  long  to-morrow,  eternity? 
Exiled  from  home,  darkly  to  roam- 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  where  wilt  jfcnu  flee? 

410 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

4  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  lift  up  thine  eye  ! 
Heirship  thou  canst  borrow  in  worlds  on  high! 
In  that  high  home,  graven  thy  name: 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  swift  homeward  fly ! 

£\Q  Surely,  he  hath  borne  all  our  griefs.  7<3 

v  Jo  lsa.53:4.     '  b* 

WEEPING  soul, no  longer  mourn, 
Jesus  all  thy  griefs  hath  borne ; 
View  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
Pouring  out  his  life  for  thee; 
There  thy  every  sin  He  bore, 
Weeping  soul,  lament  no  more. 

2  All  thy  crimes  on  him  were  laid, 
See,  upon  his  blameless  head 
Wrath  its  utmost  vengeance  pours, 
Due  to  my  offence  and  yours ; 
Weary  sinner,  keep  thine  eyes 
On  th'  atoning  sacrifice. 

3  Cast  thy  guilty  soul  on  him, 
Find  him  mighty  to  redeem; 
At  his  feet  thy  burden  lay, 
Cast  thy  doubts  and  fears  away; 
Now  by  faith  the  Son  embrace, 
Plead  his  promise,  trust  his  grace. 

££Q  An  appeal  to  the  careless.  T,    "Vf 

V'JV  Isa.  32:  IX    ±Jm  m- 

WHY  will  ye  lavish  out  your  years, 
Amidst  a  thousand  trifling  cares, 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  fc  rgot? 

2  Why  will  ye  chase  the  fleeting  wind, 
And  famish  an  immortal  mind; 
While  angels  with  regret  look  down, 
To  see  you  spurn  a  heav'nly  crown? 

3  Th'  eternal  God  calls  from  above, 
And  Jesus  pleads  his  dying  love, 
Awaken'd  conscience  gives  you  pain, 
And  shall  they  join  their  pleas  in  vain? 

x  451 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 

4  Not  so  ydur  dying:  eyes  shall  view 
Those  objects  which  ye  now  pursue  ; 
Not  so  shall  heav'n  and  hell  appear, 
When  the  decisive  hour  is  near. 

5  Almighty  God!  thine  aid  impart, 
To  fix  conviction  on  the  heart; 

Thy  pow'r  can  clear  the  darkest  eyes, 
And  make  the  haughtiest  scorner  wise. 


GT 


660  Go  to  Jesus.  8s  k  7s. 

^1_0  to  Jesus  with  thy  sorrows, 

He  thy  burdened  soul  will  ease; 
He  will  give  thy  troubled  conscience 
A  sweet  sense  of  pardoning  peace. 

2  Go  to  Jesus  with  thy  trials, 

Tell  him  all  thy  cares  and  woes; 
He  has  promised,  if  we  ask  him, 
He  will  give  us  sweet  repose. 

3  Go  to  Jesus  when  the  tempter 

Seeks  to  lure  thee  from  the  right; 
When  the  wicked  one  assails  thee, 
Ever  keep  the  cross  in  sight. 

4  Go  to  Jesus  when  thy  burdens 

Are  too  hard  for  thee  to  bear ; 
Tell  him  all  thy  cares  and  sorrows, 
He  will  lend  a  listening  ear. 

5  Go  to  Jesus  when  death's  shadows 

Quickly  gather  round  thy  way; 
Ask  of  him  to  guide  thy  footsteps 
To  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

6  Then,  in  that  celestial  city, 

Thou  shalt  find  a  lasting  rest 
From  earth's  turmoil,  cares,  and  sorrows, 
With  the  saints  forever  blest.  - 
412 


THE  GOSPEL  GAIL. 

661  M™°keiSeaS^tt.  11:30.    L'M- 

COME,  take  my  yoke,  the  Saviour  .said, 
To  follow  me  be  not  afraid; 
For  I  in  heart  am  lowly,  meek, 
And  offer  you  the  rest  you  seek. 

2  The  yoke  of  pleasure  may  allure, 
And  promise  bliss  that  will  endure ; 
But  when  it  has  thy  youth  despoil'd, 

'  T  will  cast  thee  off  as  garment  soil'd. 

3  Take  not  on  thee  the  yoke  of  wealth  ; 
'T  will  eat  thy  soul,  destroy  thy  health ; 
And  make  thee  feel  how  cheap  the  cost, 
If  worlds  could  buy  the  peace  it  lost. 

4  Ambition,  too,  its  yoke  displays, 
And  hangs  out  its  perennial  bays  : 
Be  not,  poor  soul,  by  it  misled; 

I  offer  thee  a  crown  instead. 

5  Then  take  my  yoke — 'tis  soft  and  light, 
'  T  will  ne'er  disturb  thy  rest  at  night ; 
But  guide  thee  to  that  world  above, 
Where  no  restraint  is  known  but  love. 

662  The  gospel  invitation.  8s  &  7s. 

HARK !  the  jubilee  is  sounding, 
0,  the  joyful  news  has  come  ! 
Free  salvation  is  proclaiming, 

In  and  through  God's  own  dear  Son. 
Now  we  have  an  invitation, 

To  the  meek  and  lowly  Lamb  ; 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 
Christ,  the  Lord,  has  come  to  reign. 

2  Come,  dear  friends,  and  do  n't  neglect  it, 
Come  to  Jesus  in  your  prime ; 
Great  salvation,  do  n't  reject  it, 
0  receive  it,  now's  your  time  ; 
413 


REPENTANCE. 

Now  the  Saviour  is  beginning 

To  revive  his  work  again  ;  " 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  has  come  to  reign. 

3  Come,  dear  children,  praise  your  Jesus, 

Praise  him,  praise  him  evermore  : 
May  his  boundless  love  constrain  us, 

His  great  mercy  to  adore  ; 
0  then  let  us  join  together, 

Crowns  of  glory  to  obtain  ; 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  has  come  to  reign. 

REPENTANCE. 
683  Exhortation  to  repentance.  \j.  JS1 . 

T)  EPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
■  JXi    Nor  longer  dare  delay; 
The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sov'reign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 
His  heralds  are  despatched  abroad, 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 
Accept  the  offer'd  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Soon  will  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar: 
For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound. 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days ! 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 
414 


REPENTANCE. 

i  Prepare  to  meet  thy  God.  o.  M . 

PREPARE  me,  gracious  God, 
To  stand  before  thy  face; 
Thy  Spirit  must  the  work  perform, 
For  it  is  all  of  grace. 

2  In  Christ's  obedience  clothe, 

And  wash  me  in  his  blood: 
So  shall  I  lift  my  head  with  joy, 
Among  the  sons  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  sins  subdue, 

Thy  sov'reign  love  make  known, 
The  Spirit  of  my  mind  renew, 
And  save  me  in  thy  Son. 

4  Let  me  attest  thy  pow'r, 

Let  me  thy  goodness  prove, 
Till  my  full  soul  can  hold  no  more 
Of  everlasting  love. 

5  Wrestling  with  Christ.  P.  M.  8. 

COME,  0  thou  Traveler  unknown, 
Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see  ; 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee: 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am; 

My  sin  and  misery  declare; 
Thyself  hast  call'd  me  by  my  name; 

Look  on  thy  hands  and  read  it  there  ; 
But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free ; 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold; 
Art  thou  the  Man  that  died  for  me? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold ; 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 
415 


REPENTANCE. 

4  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 

Thy  new,  unutterable  name? 
Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell: 

To  know  it  now,  resolv'd  I  am: 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy^  nature  know. 

5  What  tho'  my  shrinking  flesh  complain  ? 

And  murmur-to  contend  so  long ; 
I  rise  superior  to  my  pain; 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong! 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-Man  prevail. 

666  An  aged  sinner  aioakened.  0.  M. 

OWHAT  a  wretched  sinner,  Lord  ! 
I  now  begin  to  see, 
The  danger  of  the  ways  I've  trod, 
But  know  not  where  to  flee. 

2  Long  have  I  turn'd  my  back  on  thee, 

And  slighted  all  thy  grace  ; 
Yet  pity,  Lord,  0  pity  me, 
And  let  me  see  thy  face. 

3  0,  should  I  now  yield  up  my  breath, 

I  must  go  down  to  dwell 
In  chains  of  everlasting  death, 
With  sinners  cast  to  hell. 

4  Lord,  change  my  heart,  or  I  am  gone  ; 

O  give  me  life  divine! 
Though  I  am  old,  may  I  be  born 
A  heav'nly  child  of  thine. 

667  Longing  for  an  interest  in  Christ.  7.S. 

&KACI0US  Lord,  incline  thine  ear. 
My  requests  vouchsafe  to  hear; 
Sore  distressed  with  guilt  am  I; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 
416 


REPENTANCE. 

2  Wealth  and  honor  I  disdain, 
Earthly  comforts  all  are  vain: 
These  can  never  satisfy; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

3  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  take  away  my  guilt; 
Mourning,  at  thy  feet  I  lie; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

4  All  unholy  and  unclean, 

I  am  nothing  else  but  sin ; 

On  thy  mercy  I  rely ; 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

5  Thou  dost  freely  save  the  lost : 
In  thy  grace  alone  I  trust  : 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

6  0,  my  God,  what  shall  I  say  ? 
Take,  O  take  my  sins  away : 
Jesus'  blood  to  me  apply ; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

f?Q  A  broken  heart,  God1  s  sacrifice.  T,    \f 

DO  Psalm  51:  17.    U-  hl 

A  BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring; 
The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  is  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn' d  to  die; 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sov'reign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 

(27)  417 


EEPENTANCE. 

4  0,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ; 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 
And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  right'ousness 

669  S.  M 

aOD's  holy  law  transgress'd, 
Speaks  nothing  but  despair ; 
Convinced  of  guilt,  with  grief  oppress'd, 
We  find  no  comfort  there. 

2  Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 

Nor  works  which  we  have  done, 
Nor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 

3  Relief  alone  is  found 

In  Jesus'  precious  blood : 
'  T  is  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 

4  This  is  salvation's  source; 

And  all  our  hopes  arise 
From  Him  who,  hanging  on  the  cross, 
A  spotless  victim  dies. 

670  The  convicted  sinner.  L.  M. 

WITH  aching  heart  and  weeping  eyes, 
My  guilty  soul  for  mercy  cries : 
What  shall  I  do,  or  whither  flee, 
T'  escape  that  vengeance  due  to  me  ? 

2  Till  now  I  saw  no  danger  nigh, 
I  lived  at  ease,  nor  fear'd  to  die ; 
Wrapt  up  in  self-deceit  and  pride, 

"  I  shall  have  peace  at  last,"  I  cried. 

3  But  when,  great  God !  thy  light  divine 
Had  shone  on  this  dark  soul  of  mine, 
Then  I  beheld,  with  trembling  awe, 
The  terrors  of  thy  holy  law. 

418 


REPENTANCE. 

4  How  dreadful  now  my  guilt  appears, 

In  childhood,  youth  and  growing  years  ; 
Before  thy  pure  discerning  eye, 
Lord,  what  a  filthy  wretch  am  I ! 

5  Should  vengeance  still  my  soul  pursue, 
Death  and  destruction  are  my  due : 
Yet  mercy  can  my  guilt  forgive, 

And  bid  a  dying  sinner  live. 

6  Does  not  thy  sacred  word  proclaim 
Salvation  free  in  Jesus'  name? 

To  him  I  look  and  anxious  cry, 

"  O,  save  a  wretch  condemn'd  to  die !" 

fiTI  Encouragement  lo  prayer.  7<? 

0/1  Matt,  v :  7.     '  a* 

COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare ; 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

3  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

5  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renevr ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 
419 


REPENTANCE. 

arret         Mary  hath  chosen  the  good  part.         T ,    \J[ 
u  *  *  Luke  10:  42.    ■**■  m* 

THE  one  thing  needful,  that  good  part 
Which  Mary  chose  with  all  her  heart, 
I  would  pursue  with  heart  and  mind, 
And  seek  unwearied  till  I  find. 

2  But  oh !  I'm  blind  and  ignorant, 
The  Spirit  of  the  Lord  I  want, 
To  guide  me  in  the  narrow  road, 
That  leads  to  happiness  and  God. 

3  0  Lord  my  God,  to  thee  I  pray, 
Teach  me  to  know  and  find  the  way, 
How  I  may  have  my  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  safe  and  surely  get  to  heav'n. 

4  My  mind  enlighten  with  thy  light, 
That  I  may  understand  aright 
The  glorious  gospel  mystery, 

Which  shows  the  way  to  heav'n  and  thee. 

5  Hidden  in  Christ  the  treasure  lies, 
That  goodly  pearl  of  so  great  price: 
No  other  way  but  Christ  there  is 
To  endless  happiness  and  bliss. 

6  O  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord  and  God ! 
Who  hast  redeem'd  me  by  thy  blood ; 
Unite  my  heart  so  fast  to  thee, 
That  we  may  never  parted  be. 

fiTQ     O  that  I  knew  where  I  might  find  Him.    C\    \/f 
°'3  Job  23:  3,4.  V-  m- 

THAT  I  knew  the  secret  place, 
Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 
What  sorrows  I  sustain; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 
420 


0 


REPENTANCE. 

3  I'd  say,  how  flesh  and  sense  rebel, 

What  inward  foes  combine 
With  this  vain  world  and  pow'rs  of  hell, 
To  vex  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take, 

To  wrestle  with  my  God; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones: 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

6  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there! 

674  ™epr°^lukel5.  °-    M« 

BEHOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and 
Have  wasted  his  estate ;  [wine 

He  begs  a  share  among  the  swine 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat. 

2  •'  I  die  with  hunger,  here,"  he  cries, 

"  I  starve  in  foreign  lands ; 
My  Father's  house  hath  large  supplies, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  "  I'll  go  and  with  a  mournful  tongue, 

Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 
Father.  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong, 
Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace." 

4  He  said,  and  hasten'd  to  his  home, 

To  seek  his  Father's  love  ; 
The  Father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 
421 


REPENTANCE. 

5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embraced  and  kissed  his  son; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  "  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain, 

Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  . 
My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
Was  lost,  and  now  is  found." 

iijlK  Look  again.  T.     TV r 

0/J  Jonah  2:  4.     ^    L>  " 

SEE  a  poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord, 
Whose  soul,  encourag'd  by  thy  word, 
At  mercy's  footstool  would  remain, 
And  there  would  look,  and  look  again. 

2  How  oft,  deceiv'd  by  self  and  pride, 
Has  my  poor  heart  been  turn'd  aside  ! 
And  Jonah-like  has  fled  from  thee, 
Till  thou  hast  look'd  again  on  me. 

3  Ah !  bring  a  wretched  wand'rer  home ! 
And  to  thy  footstool  let  me  come  ; 
And  tell  thee  all  my  grief  and  pain, 
And  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

4  Take  courage  then,  my  trembling  soul, 
One  look  from  Christ  will  make  thee  whole ; 
Trust  thou  in  him,  't  is  not  in  vain  ; 

But  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

5  Do  Satan's  darts  thy  soul  molest? 
Does  dark  desertion  fill  thy  breast? 
Art  thou  almost  with  sorrow  slain  ? 
Yet  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

6  Do  fears  and  doubts  thy  soul  annoy, 
And  thund'ring  tempests  drown  thy  joy  ? 
And  canst  thou  not  one  smile  obtain? 
Yet  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

7  Look  to  the  Lord,  his  word,  his  throne; 
Look  to  his  grace,  and  not  your  own  ; 

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JUSTIFICATION. 

There  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again, 
You  shall  not  wait  and  look  in  vain. 

8  Ere  long  that  happy  day  will  come, 
When  I  shall  reach  my  blissful  home; 
And  when  to  glory  I  attain, 
O  then  I'll  look,  and  look  again. 

JUSTIFICATION. 

07u  Justification  and  sanctification.        -L.  M . 

BLESSED  is  the  man,  forever  bless'd, 
Whose  guilt  is  pardcm'd  by  his  God, 
Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confess'd 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  not  his  iniquities; 
He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free ; 

His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear 
With  deep  repentance  will  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness 

That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  sins ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Thro'  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 

0/7       Joy  of  a  remarkable  conversion.         C    M. 

WHEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  put  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 
423 


JUSTIFICATION. 

3  "Great  is  the  work/'  my  neighbors  cried, 

And  owned  thy  power  divine ; 
"Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness,  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come; 
The}''  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

|?i7Q  By  grace  are  ye  saved.  Q^    J^ 

THE  gospel  comes  with  welcome  news 
To  sinners  lost  like  me: 
Their  various  schemes  let  others  choose, 
Saviour,  I  come  to  thee  ! 

2  Of  sinners  sure  I  am  the  chief, 

Bat  grace  is  rich  and  free  : 
This  lovely  truth  affords  relief 
To  sinners,  even  to  me. 

3  Of  merit  now  let  others  speak, 

But  merit  I  have  none  ; 
I'm  justified  for  Jesus'  sake, 
I'm  saved  by  grace  alone. 

4  'Twas  grace  my  stubborn  heart  first  won, 

'  T  is  grace  that  holds  me  fast : 
Grace  will  complete  the  work  begun, 
And  save  me  at  the  last. 


679  Praise  for  conversion.  8s  &  7s. 

"AIL,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus  ! 
Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing ; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious. 
Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest  and  King. 
424 


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JUSTIFICATION. 

O,  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven ! 

O,  what  joy  and  happiness! 
Love  I  much  ? — I'm  much  forgiven, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcerned  in  sin  I  lay ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  that  way. 
Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heaven, 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness ; 
Love  I  much  ? — I'm  much  forgiven, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

3  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir, 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above  ; 
Whilst  astonished  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love. 
That  blest  moment  I  received  him, 

Fill'd  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Love  I  much  ? —  I'm  much  forgiven, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

6  80  Born  not  of  blood  but  of  God.  L.   M. 

ASSIST  my  soul,  my  heavenly  King, 
Thine  everlasting  love  to  sing : 
And  joyful  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 
As  one,  through  grace,  that's  born  of  God. 

2  No,  it  was  not  the  will  of  man, 

My  soul's  new  heav'nly  birth  began  ; 
Nor  will,  nor  pow'r  of  flesh  and  blood, 
That  turn'd  my  heart  from  sin  to  God. 

3  Herein  let  self  be  all  abas'd. 

And  heavenly  love  alone  confess'd ; 
This  be  my  song  through  all  the  road, 
That  born  I  am,  and  born  of  God. 

4  O,  may  this  love  my  soul  constrain, 
To  make  returns  of  love  again, 

425 


JUSTIFICATION. 

That  I,  while  earth  is  my  abode, 
May  live  like  one  that's  born  of  God. 
5  And  when  th'  appointed  hour  shall  come, 
And  thou  wilt  call  me  to  my  home  ; 
Joyful  I'll  pass  the  chilling  flood, 
And  sing,  and  say,  I'm  born  of  God. 

681  Need  of  regeneration.    0.  P.  M.  8s  &  6s. 

AWAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 
Exposed  to  endless  woe ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Or  else  to  ruin  go. 

2  Amazed  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell ; 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near. 
I  strove,  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, — 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

4  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  pass'd  that  way, — 

I  felt  his  pity  move  : 
The  sinner,  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

682  Conversion  affords  joy.  L.  M. 

WHENE'ER  a  sinner  turns  to  God, 
With  contrite  heart  and  flowing  eyes, 
The  happy  news  makes  angels  smile, 
And  tell  their  joys  above  the  skies. 
426 


JUSTIFICATION. 

2  Well  may  the  church  below  rejoice, 

And  echo  back  the  heav'nly  sound: 
This  soul  was  dead,  but  now's  alive: 
This  sheep  was  lost,  but  now  is  found. 

3  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  giv'n, 

For  this  unbounded  love  to  men ; 
Let  saints  below  and  saints  above 
In  concert  shout  the  loud  amen  ! 

683  Pearl  of  great  price.  7s,  8s  &  6s. 

THE  pearl  that  worldlings  covet, 
Is  not  the  pearl  for  me; 
Its  beauty  fades  as  quickly 
As  sunshine  on  the  sea: 
But  there's  a  pearl,  sought  by  the  wise, 
It's  called  the  pearl  of  greatest  price, 
Though  few  its  value  see — 
O,  that 's  the  pearl  for  me ! 

2  The  crown  that  decks  the  monarch, 

Is  not  the  crown  for  me ; 
It  dazzles  but  a  moment, 

Its  brightness  soon  will  flee: 
But  there  's  a  crown  prepared  above, 
For  all  who  walk  in  humble  love ; 

Forever  bright 't  will  be— 

O,  that 's  the  crown  for  me ! 

3  The  road  that  many  travel, 

Is  not  the  road  for  me; 
It  leads  to  death  and  sorrow, 

And  endless  misery : 
But  there  's  a  road  that  leads  to  God, 
It 's  mark'd  byChrist's  most  precious  blood; 

The  passage  here  is  free — 

O,  that 's  the  road  for  me ! 

4  The  hope  that  sinners  cherish, 

Is  not  the  hope  for  me : 
Most  surely  will  they  perish, 
Unless  from  sin  set  free ; 
427 


JUSTIFICATION. 

But  there  's  a  hope  fixed  in  the  Lord, 
It  leads  the  soul  to  keep  his  word, 
And  sinful  pleasures  flee — 
0,  that 's  the  hope  for  me. 

684      The  convert  setting  out  for  glory.  7s&6s, 

WHEN  I  set  out  for  glory, 
I  left  the  world  behind ; 
Determin'd  for  a  city 
That 's  out  of  sight  to  find. 

2  I  left  my  worldly  honors ; 

I  left  my  worldly  fame  ; 
I  left  my  young  companions, 
And  with  them  my  good  name. 

3  Some  said  I'd  better  tarry, 

They  thought  I  was  too  young, 
For  to  prepare  for  dying, 
But  that  was  all  my  song. 

4  Come,  all  my  loving  brethren, 

And  listen  to  my  cry  ; 
All  you  that  are  backsliders, 
Must  either  beg  or  die. 

5  The  Lord  he  loves  the  beggar, 

Who  truly  begs  indeed  ; 
He  always  will  relieve  him, 
Whene'er  he  stands  in  need. 


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685  Subdued  by  the  Cross.  CM. 

"N  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawed  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopp'd  my  wild  career. 
2  I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 
In  agonies  and  blood; 
He  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 
428 


JUSTIFICATION. 

3  O!  never  till  my  latest  breath, 

Shall  I  forget  that  look  ! 
Itseem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt, 

It  plunged  me  in  despair ; 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said 

"I  freely  all  forgive ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid: 
I  die  that  thou  may'st  live." 

6  With  pleasing  grief  and  mournful  joy, 

My  spirit  now  is  fill'd ; 
That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  him  I  kill'd. 

686        In  life  and  death  I  belong  to  Christ.      L.  M. 

LET  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road 
That  leads  the  soul  away  from  God  : 
This  happiness,  dear  Lord,  be  mine, 
To  live  and  die  entirely  thine. 

2  On  Christ,  by  faith,  my  soul  would  live, 
From  him  my  life,  my  all  receive  : 

To  him  devote  my  fleeting  hours ; 
Serve  him  alone  with  all  my  pow'rs. 

3  Christ  is  my  everlasting  all, 
To  him  I  look,  on  him  I  call ; 
He  every  want  will  well  supply, 
In  time,  and  through  eternity. 

4  Soon  will  the  Lord,  my  life,  appear; 
Soon  shall  I  end  my  trials  here  ; 
Leave  sin  and  sorrow,  death  and  pain  : 
To  live  is  Christ — to  die  is  gain. 

429 


JUSTIFICATION. 

687  The  young  convert.  P.  M.  7s  &  6s. 

WHEN  souls  are  first  converted, 
They  mount  on  wings  above  ; 
The  world  thinks  they  're  distracted, 

Because  they  're  filled  with  love. 
They  fly  from  ev'ry  evil, 

They  trust  in  God  alone ; 
They  long  to  get  to  heaven, 
,  Their  most  desired  home. 

2  The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan, 

Beset  them  on  each  hand ; 
Bestrew  their  path  with  evil, 

To  bar  them  from  that  land. 
But  Jesus  still  invites  them, 

Saying :  "  Follow,  follow  me ; 
And  I  will  fight  your  battles, 

And  gain  your  liberty." 

3  "0  why  are  you  dismayed?" 

T  is  thus  the  Saviour  cries  ; 
While  some  are  getting  ready, 

And  just  a  going  to  rise ; 
To  rise  above  triumphant 

In  the  bright  world  of  joy, 
AVhere  all  things  are  rejoicing, 

There  's  nothing  to  annoy. 

(388  Experimental.  lis 

COME,  brethren  and  sisters,  assist  me  to  sing 
The  wonders  of  Jesus,  my  heavenly  King  ; 
Great  things  for  my  soul,  yea,  he  surely  has  done, 
All  glory  to  God  for  the  gift  of  his  Son. 

2  1  wandered  in  darkness,  a  stranger  to  God, 
Neglected  his  calls  and  despised  his  word ; 

In  romance  and  novels  I  thought  1  should  gain 
Some  knowledge  of  pleasure,  and  honor  obtain. 

3  At  length  the  gospel  trumpet  did  sound  in  my  ears, 
And  thund'ring  from  heaven  awaken'd  my  fears, 
The  tears  of  repentance  then  freely  did  run, 
For  slighting  the  Saviour,  I  cry'd  "  I'm  undone." 

430 


JUSTIFICATION. 

4  My  sins  were  arrang'd  and  before  me  appeaf'd, 
The  justice  of  God  I  then  awfully  fear'd, 

1  fell  on  ray  knees  and  for  mercy  did  cry, 
Dear  Lord,  have  compassion — appear  or  I  die. 

5  One  evening  while  musing,  these  words  came  with 
"  (>  do  not  be  troubled,nor  doubt  any  more  ;  [pow'r, 
41  Believe  in  your  God,  believe  also  in  me  ; 

"  In  my  father's  hoixse  there's  a  mansion  for  thee." 

6  'T  is  the  voice  of  my  Saviour,  my  soul  then  did  cry 
On  Calv'ry  he  suffer'd,  and  for  me  did  die  ; 

His  five  bleeding  wounds  are  now  pleading  for  me, 
He  's  given  me  pardon,  who  hung  on  the  tree  ! 

(j  S  9  Regeneration  by  the  Spirit.  0.  M. 

NOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace, 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh, 
Creates  anew  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quickened  souls  awake  and  rise 

From  their  long  sleep  of  death ; 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

6  90  The  new  birth.  C.  M. 

WHILE  Jesus  dwelt  on  earth  below, 
Among  the  sons  of  men, 
He  spared  no  pains  to  let  them  know, 
They  must  be  born  again. 

2  We  all  have  broke  Jehovah's  laws, 

And  guilty  must  remain  ; 
Condemn'd  to  all  the  pains  of  hell, 
Till  we  are  born  again. 
431 


JUSTIFICATION. 

3  Alas !  whate'er  good  works  we  do, 

His  favor  to  obtain, 
They  can't  our  sinful  hearts  renew, 
We  must  be  born  again. 

4  Were  we  baptized  a  thousand  times, 

It  would  be  all  in  vain ; 
This  cannot  wash  away  our  crimes ; 
We  must  be  born  again. 

5  The  word  of  God  is  firm  and  sure, 

And  always  will  remain  ; 
Eternal  wrath  we  must  endure, 
Unless  we're  born  again. 

6  There  's  but  one  way  for  our  escape 

From  everlasting  pain ; 
And  that  is  through  the  narrow  gate 
Of  being  born  again. 

fi  9  y        They  desire  a  betlercountry .^    l0s  &  Hs. 

OTELT,  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store : 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er  ; 
A  country  I've  found,  where  true  joys  abound  ; 
To  dwell  I'm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  in  Paradise  live  ; 
And  me  in  that  number  Avill  Jesus  receive. 
My  soul,  don't  delay— he  calls  thee  away  : 
lti'se,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  bestow — 
What  light,  aid  and  comfort— go  after  him,  go  : 
Lo,  onward  1  move,  to  a  city  above  :  [prove. 
None  guesses  how  wondrous  my  journey  will 

I  Great  spoils  1  shall  win  from  death,  hell  and  sin  ; 
'Midst  outward  afflictions,  I  feel  Christ  within  : 
And  when  I  'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I  '11  cry ; 
For  Jesus  has  loved  mc — 1  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find— we  two  are  so  join'd, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind. 
So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running,  through  grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 
432 


JUSTIFICATION. 

692  -Privileges  of  adoption.  7S. 

BLESSED  are  the  sons  of  God, 
They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood : 
They  are  ransom'd  from  the  grave — 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have; 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

2  They  are  justified  by  grace; 
They  enjoy  the  Saviour's  peace; 
All  their  sins  are  wash'd  away; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day; 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

3  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace 
In  the  works  of  righteousness; 
They  are  harmless,  meek  and  mild, 
Holy,  blameless,  undefil'd ; 

With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

4  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth, 
Children  of  a  heav'nly  birth  ; 
One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one ; 
Glory  is  with  them  begun  ; 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

/JQQ  Redeeming  love.  7« 

Isa.63:9.  ih' 

"OW  begin  the  heavenly  theme  ; 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ; 
Ye  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Canceled  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest, 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

694  The  roads  to  hell  and  heaven.  CM. 

WIDE  is  the  gate,  and  broad  the  way, 
Which  leads  to  endless  woe  ! 
My  soul,  behold  what  multitudes 
Down  to  perdition  go  ! 

2  But  yonder  see  that  narrow  path, 

Which  leads  to  endless  bliss — 
There  see  a  happy,  chosen  few 
Redeem'd  by  sov'reign  grace. 

3  They  from  destruction's  city  came — 

To  Zion  upward  tend: 
The  Bible  is  their  precious  map, 
And  God  himself  their  friend. 

4  Dear  Lord,  I  would  a  pilgrim  be  ; 

Guide  thou  my  feet  aright; 
I  would  not,  for  ten  thousand  worlds, 
Be  banish'd  from  thy  sight. 

5  'T  is  heav'n  to  see  thy  blissful  face — 

I  long  to  dwell  above, 
To  feast  on  thy  unbounding  stores, 
And  praise  redeeming  love. 

695  8s  17s. 

BY  the  thoughtless  world  derided, 
Still  I  love  the  word  of  God ; 
'T  is  the  crook  by  which  I  'm  guided, 
Often  't  is  a  chast'ning  rod. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

'T  is  a  sword  that  cuts  asunder 

All  my  pride  and  vanity, 
When  abased,  I  lie  and  wonder 

That  he  spares  a  wretch  like  me. 

2  This  confirms  me  when  I  waver, 

Sets  my  trembling  judgment  right; 
When  I  stray,  how  much  soever, 

This  is  my  restoring  light. 
Satan  oft,  and  sin,  assail  me, 

With  temptations  ever  new  ; 
Then  there's  nothing  can  avail  me, 

Till  my  bleeding  Lord  I  view. 

3  Faith  I  need  ;  0  Lord,  bestow  it, 

Give  my  lab'ring  mind  relief; 
Oft,  alas  f  I  doubt,  I  know  it, 

Help,  0  help  my  unbelief. 
Dearest  Saviour,  by  thy  merit, 

May  I  gain  the  heavenly  crown; 
Guide,  0  guide  me  by  thy  Spirit, 

Till  these  storms  are  over  blown. 

696  The  wandering  pilgrims.  OS  &  <S. 

WANDERING    pilgrims,   mourning. 
Christians, 
Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Christ, 
Who  endure  great  tribulation, 

And  with  sins  are  much  distress'd; 
Christ  has  sent  me  to  invite  you 

To  a  rich  and  costly  feast ; 
Let  not  shame  nor  pride  prevent  you, 
Come,  the  sweet  provision  taste. 

2  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 

And  bemoan  your  wretched  case, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  repenting, 
He  will  give  you  gospel  grace. 
If  you  want  a  heart  to  fear  him, 
Love  and  serve  him  all  your  days, 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

Only  come  to  Christ  and  ask  him, 
He  will  guide  your  feet  always. 

3  If  your  heart  is  unbelieving, 

Doubting  Jesus'  pard'ning  love, 
Lie  hard  by  Bethesda  waiting, 

Till  the  troubled  waters  move. 
If  no  man  appears  to  help  you, 

All  their  efforts  prove  but  talk: 
Jesus,  Jesus,  he  will  cleanse  you, 

Rise,  take  up  your  bed  and  walk. 

697  Power  and  benefits  of  religion.  C  JVI. 

T)  ELIGION  is  the  balm  of  life — 
±\)    Its  healing  virtues  feel ; 
It  calms  the  soul,  and  quells  all  strife; 
It  melts  the  heart  of  steel. 

2  Religion  can  the  leper  cure, 

It  gives  the  blind  his  sight ; 
The  lame  it  makes  to  walk  secure, 
And  darkness  turns  to  light. 

3  Religion  makes  the  dumb  to  speak, 

The  deaf  may  hear  its  voice ; 
The  man  his  withered  hand  may  reach, 
The  broken  heart  rejoice. 

4  Religion  breaks  the  bonds  of  death, 

It  bids  the  sleeper  rise  ; 
It  gives  the  palsied  sinner  health, 
And  all  his  wants  supplies. 

5  Religion  will  the  passions  chide, 

The  stubborn  will  control : 
It  calms  our  fears,  expels  our  pride, 
And  sanctifies  the  soul. 

6  Religion  will  through  life  sustain ; 

And  after  death  has  given 
Its  ling'ring  gasp  and  latest  pang, 
Will  take  us  home  to  heaven. 
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CHRISTIAN   LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

3  P.  M.  6s  &  4s 

HOW  precious  is  the  name  ! 
Brethren  sing,  brethren  sing, 
How  precious  is  the  name 

Brethren  sing, 
How  precious  is  the  name  ! 

Of  Christ,  the  paschal  Lamb, 
Who  bore  our  guilt  and  shame, 
On  the  tree. 

2  I've  given  all  for  Christ, 

He  's  my  all,  he  's  my  all ;  :||: 
I  've  given  all  for  Christ, 

And  my  spirit  cannot  rest, 
Unless  he  's  in  my  breast, 

Keigning  there,  reigning  there.  :|j: 

3  His  easy  yoke  I  '11  bear 

With  delight,  with  delight;  :||: 
His  easy  yoke  I  '11  bear 

And  his  cross  I  will  not  fear; 
His  name  I  will  declare, 

Ever  more,  ever  more.  :||: 

4  And  when  we  all  get  home 

We  will  sing,  we  will  sing;  :||: 
And  when  we  all  get  home, 

Around  our  Father's  throne, 
And  myriads  join  the  theme, 

We  '11  sing  on,  we  '11  sing  on.  :|[: 

j  Joy  in  eg*W!a  CM 

MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
My  everlasting  all, 
I  've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 

Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 
What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 

And  this  inferior  clod ! 
There  's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, 
There  's  nothing  like  my  God. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compared  to  thee ! 
Or  what 's  my  safety,  or  my  health 

Or  all  my  friends" to  me? 
Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 

And  I  desire  no  more. 


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7f)f)       These  things  I  command  you  that  ye      T,    M 
IKJ  love  one  another. — John  15:  17. 

M  I  indeed  born  from  above  ? 
Do  I  partake  of  Jesus'  love? 
Then  let  me  all  my  duty  know, 
And  love  by  my  obedience  show. 

2  Fain  would  I  love  His  person  more, 
And  God  in  all  His  works  adore ; 

O  may  his  love  my  heart  inflame, 
With  love  to  all  that  love  His  name. 

3  Wherever  I  his  image  see, 

O  let  those  souls  be  dear  to  me! 
Dear  as  the  purchase  of  his  blood, 
Dear  as  the  favorites  of  God. 

4  Jesus  to  us  his  love  doth  shew, 
And  bids  us  love  each  other,  too ; 
But  0  how  little  love  sincere, 

Is  found  in  great  professors  here  ! 

5  What  anger,  pride  and  malice  swell 
Those  breasts    where  love  alone  should 
O  why  should  Satan  thus  devour     [dwell ! 
Religious  glory  and  its  power? 

701  Teach  us  to  pray.  L.  M. 

TEACH  us,  0  Lord,  to  sing  and  pray, 
Whilst  in  these  tenements  of  clay ; 
And  never  be  asham'd  of  thee, 
Who  bled  and  died  on  Calvary. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

2  And  when  to  glory  we  attain, 

We'll  shout  aloud  the  Saviour's  name, 
Who  bought  our  souls  with  precious  blood, 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God. 

i7f\s>  Sweet  home.  11c 

'U*  Phil.  3:20.  A±b' 

?TlfID   scenes  of  confusion,  and   creature   com- 

lu.  plaints. 

How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with  saints  ; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home ; 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of  peace  ! 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  can  not 

cease ! 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory,  at  home, 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  etc. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 

Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with  thee  ; 
Though  now  my  temptation  like  billows  may  foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  etc. 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 

O  give  me  submission,  and  strength  as  my  day ; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  etc. 

5  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  O  give  me  thy  grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy  face, 
Endue  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy  throne, 
And  find,  even  now,  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  etc. 

6  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine  ; 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine  ; 

And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the  tomb, 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  etc. 

7Q3        me  heavenly  treasury      p    M    9S  &  8s. 

RELIGION  !  't  is  a  glorious  treasure, 
The  purchase  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
It  fills  the  soul  with  consolation, 
It  lifts  the  thoughts  to  things  above. 
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It  calms  our  fears,  it  soothes  our  sorrows 
It  smoothes  our  way  o'er  life's  rough  sea, 

'T  is  mixed  with  goodness,  meek    humble  pa- 
This  heav'nly  portion  mine  shall  he.      [Hence, 

2  How  fleeting — vain — how  transitory, 

This  world  with  all  its  pomp  and' show ; 
Its  vain  delights,  and  short  lived  pleasure— 

I'll  gladly  leave  them  all  below. 
But  love  and  grace  shall  be  my  story, 

While  I  in  Christ  such  beauties  see ; 
While  endless  ages  are  onward  rolling, 

This  heav'nly  portion  mine  shall  he. 

3  This  earthly  house  must  he  dissolved, 

And  mortal  life  will  soon  be  o'er ; 
All  earthly  care,  and  earthly  sorrow 

Shall  pain  my  eyes  and  heart  no  more ; 
Religion  pure  will  stand  for  ever, 

And  my  glad  heart  shall  strengthen'd  be, 
While  endless  ages  are  onward  rolling, 

This  heav'nly  portion  mine  shall  he, 

4  While  journeying  here  through  tribulation, 

In  Christian  love  we'll  march  along  ; 
And  while  strife  severs  the  ambitious — 

In  Jesus  Christ  we'll  all  he  one  ; 
Religion  pure  unites  together 

In  bonds  of  love,  and  makes  us  free  : 
While  endless  ages  are  onward  rolling, 

This  heav'nly  portion  mine  shall  he. 

7Q4  Rejoicing  in  Aoge^  ^  _  ^        1()s. 

JOYFULLY,  joyfully  onward  I  move, 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above ; 
Angelic  choristers  sing  as  Fcome— 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home  ! 
Soon  with  my  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
Home  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  1  go  ; 
Pilgrim  and  stranger,  no  more  shall  I  roam: 
Joyfully,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 

2  Friends  fondly  cherished,  but  passed  on  before; 
Waiting,  they  watch  me  approaching  the  shore; 
Singing,  to  cheer  me    through  death's  chilling 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  thy  home,      [gloom  : 
Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  my  ear  ; 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  voices  I  hear  ! 
Rings  with  the  harmony  heaven's  high  dome — 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thj^  home. 
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7Q5  Strengthen  thy  ^ethren.^  _  ^     gs  &  fo 

TELL  me  not,  in  mournful  numbers, 
Life  is  but  an  empty  dream  ; 
For  the  soul  is  dead  that  slumbers, 
And  things  are  not  what  they  seem. 

2  Life  is  real !  life  is  earnest ! 

And  the  grave  is  not  its  goal ; 
Dust  thou  art,  to  dust  returnest, 
Was  not  spoken  of  the  soul ! 

3  Not  enjoyment,  and  not  sorrow, 

Is  our  destined  end  and  way  ; 

But  to  act,  that  each  to-morrow 

Finds  us  further  than  to-day. 

4  Lives  of  true  men  all  remind  us 

We  can  make  our  lives  sublime, 
And,  departing,  leave  behind  us 
Footprints  on  the  sands  of  time ; 

5  Footprints  which  perhaps  another, 

Sailing  o'er  life's  solemn  main, 
A  forlorn  and  shipwrecked  brother 
Seeing,  shall  take  heart  again. 

6  Let  us,  then,  be  up  and  doing, 

With  a  heart  for  any  fate  ; 
Still  achieving,  still  pursuing, 
Learn  to  labor  and  to  wait. 

H(\R         The  Christian 's  peace  permanent.        Ht    AT 
'VU  John  14:  27.    ^'  m* 

THE  world  can  neither  give  nor  take, 
Nor  can  they  comprehend, 
The  peace  of  God,  which  Christ  has  bought, 
The  peace  which  knows  no  end. 

2  The  burning  bush  was  not  consum'd 
While  God  remained  there ; 
The  three,  when  Jesus  made  the  fourth, 
Found  fire  as  soft  as  air. 
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3  God's  furnace  doth  in  Zion  stand ; 

But  Zion's  God  sits  by, 
As  the  refiner  views  his  gold, 
With  an  observant  eye. 

4  His  thoughts  are  high,  his  love  is  wise, 

His  wounds  a  cure  intend; 
And  though  he  does  not  always  smile, 
He  loves  unto  the  end. 

707  lYust  in  Jesus.  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  happy  would  I  be, 
If  I  could  but  trust  in  thee ! 
Trust  thy  wisdom  me  to  guide, 
Trust  thy  goodness  to  provide. 

2  Trust  thy  saving  love  and  pow'r,       ' 
Trust  thee  ev'ry  day  and  hour ; 
Trust  in  sickness,  trust  in  health,      u 
Trust  in  poverty  and  wealth. 

3  Trust  in  joy,  and  trust  in  grief, 
Trust  thy  promise  for  relief; 
Trust  thy  blood  to  cleanse  my  soul, 
Trust  thy  grace  to  make  me  whole. 

4  Trust  thee  living,  dying  too, 
Trust  thee  ail  my  journey  through; 
Trust  thee,  till  my  feet  shall  be 
Planted  on  the  crystal  sea. 

5  Trust  thee,  ever  blessed  Lamb, 
Till  I  wear  the  victor's  palm  ; 
Trust  thee,  till  my  soul  shall  be 
Wholly  swallowed  up  in  thee. 

708  Desiring  divine  communion.  0.  JM- 

ALAS!  my  God,  that  thou  should'st  be 
To  me  so  much  unknown : 
I  long  to  walk  and  talk  with  thee, 
And  dwell  before  thy  throne. 
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2  Thou  know'st,  my  soul  doth  dearly  love 

The  place  of  thine  abode  : 
No  music  gives  so  sweet  a  sound 
As  these  two  words — my  God. 

3  I  long  not  for  the  fruit  that  grows 

Within  these  gardens  here : 
I  find  no  sweetness  in  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  is  not  near. 

4  Thy  gracious  presence,  0  my  Christ, 

Can  make  a  paradise. 
Ah,  what  are  all  the  goodly  pearls 
Unto  this  pearl  of  price  ? 

5  Give  me  that  sweet  communion,  Lord! 

Thy  people  have  with  thee ; 
Thy  spirit  daily  talks  with  them, 
O,  let  it  talk  with  me ! 

6  Like  Enoch,  let  me  walk  with  God, 

And  thus  walk  out  my  day, 
Attended  with  the  heav'nly  guards, 
Upon  the  King's  highway. 

■7  f)Q  Complaint  under  temptation.  Q     \( 

HOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face? 
My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  shall  I  feel  those  heav'nly  rays 
That  drive  my  fears  away  ? 

2  See  how  the  prince  of  darkness  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts  ; 
He  spreads  a  mist  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

3  Be  thou  my  sun  and  thou  my  shield, 

My  soul  in  safety  keep  ; 
Make  haste,  before  my  eyes  are  seal'd 
In  death's  eternal  sleep. 
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CHEISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

4  How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud, 

If  I  became  his  prey  ! 
Behold,  the  sons  of  hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  so  long  delay  ! 

5  But  they  shall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  head ; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look. 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

710  Family  of  ear Lh  and  heaven.  C.  M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
Who  have  obtained  the  prize, 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love 
To  joy  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 
In  heaven  and  earth,  are  one. 

3  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream — 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  cross'd  the  flood, 
And  part  are  passing  now. 

5  How  many  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  be  our  constant  guide ; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  Jordan's  narrow  stream  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

711  The  name  of  Jesus  precious.  CM. 

JESUS!  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
'T  is  music  to  my  ear : 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heav'n  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  but  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  pow'rs  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

712  Light  in  darkness.  C.  M. 

0  THERE'S  a  better  world  on  high  ; 
Hope  on,  thou  pious  breast  ; 
Faint  not,  thou  trav'ler  ;  on  the  sky 
Thy  weary  feet  shall  rest. 

2  Anguish  may  rend  each  vital  parr  ; 

Poor  man,  thy  strength  how  frail !  [heart, 
Yet  heaven's  own  strength  shall  shield  thy 
When  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail. 

3  Thro'  death's  dark  vale  of  deepest  shade 

Thy  feet  must  surely  go  ; 
Yet  there,  e'en  there,  walk  undismayed; 
'T  is  thy  last  scene  of  woe. 

4  Thy  God — and  with  the  tenderest  hand — 

Shall  guard  the  trav'ler  through  ; 
"  Hail !"  shalt  thou  cry ; "  hail !  promised  land ! 
And  wilderness,  adieu !" 
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713  The  latter  day  glory.  CM. 

BEHOLD,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 
In  latter  days,  shall  rise 
Above  the  mountains  and  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow ; 
"  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"  And  to  his  courts  we'll  go." 

3  No  strife  shall  vex  Messiah's  reign, 

Or  mar  the  peaceful  years  ;     [swords, 
To  plougshares  men  shall   beat  their 
To  pruning  hooks  their  spears. 

4  Come,  then — 0  come  from  every  land, 

To  worship  at  his  shrine : 
And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 

714  Receiving  members.  C.    M. 

COME  in,  ye  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
0  come  in  Jesus'  name ; 
We  welcome  you  with  one  accord, 
In  Christ  we're  all  the  same. 

2  In  weal  or  woe,  in  joy  or  care, 

Thy  portion  shall  be  ours  ; 
Christians  their  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
They  lend  their  mutual  pow'rs. 

3  Come  with  us;  we  will  do  thee  good, 

As  God  to  us  hath  done  : 
Stand  but  in  him,  as  those  have  stood, 
Whose  faith  the  victory  won. 

4  And  when,  by  turns,  we  pass  away, 

As  star  by  star  grows  dim, 
May  each,  translated  into  day, 
Be  lost,  and  found  in  him. 
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715  Entering  into  Church  covenant.         C  M. 

COME,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine, 
And  all  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  cov'nant,  join 
Ourselves  to  Christ,  the  Lord. 

2  Give  up  ourselves  through  Jesus  pow'r, 

His  name  to  glorify  : 
And  promise,  in  this  sacred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  ! 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  word  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  solemn  vow  ; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleas'd  to  hear, 
Come  down  and  meet  us  now. 

5  To  each  the  cov'nant  blood  apply, 

Which  takes  our  sins  away, 
And  register  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

716  The  Christian's  looking-glass.    P.  M.  7  &  6. 

COME,  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims, 
Who  feel  your  need  of  Christ, 
Surrounded  by  temptation, 

And  by  the  world  despis'd ; 
Attend  to  what  I  tell  you, 

My  exercise  I'll  show ; 
And  then  you  may  inform  me 
If  it's  been  so  with  you. 

2  Long  time  I  liv'd  in  darkness, 
Nor  saw  my  dismal  state, 
And  when  I  was  awaken'd, 
I  thought  I  was  too  late. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

A  lost  and  hopeless  sinner, 

Myself  I  plainly  saw, 
Exposed  to  God's  displeasure, 

Condemned  by  the  law. 

3  I  thought  the  brute  creation 

Were  better  off  than  me  ; 
I  spent  my  days  in  anguish, 

No  pleasure  could  I  see. 
Through  deep  distress  and  sorrow 

My  Saviour  led  me  on, 
Then  shewed  his  love  unto  me, 

When  all  my  hope  was  gone. 

4  But  when  I  was  deliver'd, 

I  scarcely  could  believe, 
To  think  so  vile  a  sinner 

A  pardon  could  receive  ;■ 
And  when  the  solemn  praises 

Were  flowing  from  my  tongue, 
Yet  fears  were  often  rising, 

That  I  might  still  be  wrong. 

5  But  when  these  fears  were  banish'd, 

My  tears  began  to  flow, 
To  think  so  vile  a  sinner 

Should  be  beloved  so  ; 
I  thought  my  trials  over, 

And  all  my  troubles  gone, 
That  peace,  and  joy,  and  pleasure, 

Would  be  my  lot  alone. 

6  But  now  I  find  a  warfare, 

Which  often  brings  me  low, 
The  world,  the  flesh  and  Satan, 

They  do  beset  me  so ; 
Can  one  that  is  converted 

Have  such  a  heart  as  mine? 
Can  one  whose  sins  are  pardoned, 

Not  feel  more  love  divine? 
448 


CHRISTIAN    LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

7  Do  others  feel  so  wretched, 

As  oft  is  felt  by  me? 
Such  trials  and  temptations. 

Perhaps  they  never  see; 
For  I'm  the  chief  of  sinners, 

I  freely  own  with  Paul ; 
And  if  I  am  a  Christian, 

I  am  the  least  of  all. 


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717  The  happy  Christian.  CM. 
"Y  God— the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights ; 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights ! 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun: 
Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heav'ns  around  me  shine, 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
If  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

718  Asking  Christ's  grace.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Saviour  of  my  soul, 
Be  thou  my  heart's  delight ; 
Ever  the  same  to  me  remain — 
My  joy  by  day  and  night. 

2  Hungry  and  thirsty  after  thee 

May  I  be  found  each  hour; 
Humble  in  heart,  and  happy  kept 
By  thine  almighty  pow'r. 

3  0  may  I  never  once  forget, 

What  a  poor  worm  I  am ; 
From  death  and  hell  redeem'd  by  blood, 
The  blood  of  God's  dear  Lamb. 
(29)  449 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

4  May  thy  blest  Spirit,  in  my  heart, 

Most  sweetly  shed  abroad 
The  love  of  my  incarnate  God, 
Who  bought  me  with  his  blood. 

5  The  mystery  of  redeeming  love 

Be  ever  dear  to  me ; 
And  may  the  flesh  and  blood  of  Christ 
My  daily  manna  be. 

719  Wrestling  with  God.  7s. 

LORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow  . 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Thou  did'st  once  a  wretch  behold. 
In  rebellion,  blindly  bold, 
Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  pow'r  defy — 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

3  Once  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free- 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

4  Many  days  have  pass'd  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen  ; 

Yet  I  've  been  upheld  till  now; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou? 

5  Thou  hast  help'd  in  ev'ry  need  — 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead ; 
After  so  much  mercy  past , 
Help,  O  help  me  to  the  last. 

720  Thy  will  be  done.  C  M. 

SEARCHER  of  hearts!  from  mine  erase 
All  thoughts  that  should  not  be, 
And  in  its  deep  recesses  trace 
My  gratitude  to  thee. 
450 


CHKISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

2  Hearer  of  prayer!  0,  guide  aright 

Each  word  and  deed  of  mine; 
Life's  battle  teach  me  how  to  fight, 
And  be  the  victory  thine. 

3  Giver  of  all — for  every  good 

In  the  Redeemer  came — 
For  shelter,  raiment,  and  for  food, 
I  thank  thee  in  His  name. 

4  Father,  and  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

Thou  glorious  Three  in  "One  ! 
Thou  knowest  best  what  I  need  most, 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

72  I        The  Christian's  glory  and  fortitude.       Li.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God, 
Thou  hast  redeem'd  me  with  thy  blood  ; 
By  ties  both  natural  and  divine, 
1  am,  and  ever  will  be  thine. 

2  But  ah!  should  my  inconstant  heart, 
Ere  I'm  aware,  from  thee  depart, 
What  dire  reproach  would  fall  on  me, 
For  such  ingratitude  to  thee ! 

3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  I  hate; 
The  guilt,  the  shame  I  deprecate; 
And  yet,  so  mighty  are  my  foes,' 

I  dare  not  trust  my  warmest  vows. 

4  Pity  my  frailty,  dearest  Lord, 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford: 
O,  steel  this  tim'^ous  heart  of  mine 
With  fortitude  and  love  divine  : 

5  So  shall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears, 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears; 
So  shall  I  to  the  world  proclaim 
The  honors  of  the  Christian  name. 

451 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

72  2  Holiness  and  grace.  L.  M. 

SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God ; 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

723  Christian  submission.  0.  M. 

HOW  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 
To  God,  the  Holy  One; 
With  filial  love  and  trust  to  say, 
O  God,  thy  will  be  done! 

2  We  in  these  sacred  words  can  find 

A  cure  for  every  ill, 
They  calm  and  soothe  the  troubled  mind 
And  bid  all  care  be  still. 

3  0,  may  that  will  that  gave  me  birth. 

And  an  immortal  soul, 
In  joy  or  grief,  in  lifS  or  death, 
My  every  wish  control. 

4  0  could  my  heart  thus  ever  pray, — 

Thus  imitate  thy  Son! 
Teach  me,  0  God,  in  truth  to  say, 
Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done. 

452 


CHEISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

724  The  golden  rule.  7s. 

THUS  said  Jesus: — "Go  and  do 
As  thou  wouldst  be  done  unto:" 
Here  thy  perfect  duty  see, 
All  that  God  requires  of  thee. 

2  Wouldst  thou,  when  thy  faults  are  known, 
Wish  that  pardon  should  be  shown? 

Be  forgiving,  then,  and  do 
As  thou  wouldst  be  done  unto. 

3  Shouldst  thou  helpless  be  and  poor, 
Wouldst  thou  not  for  aid  implore? 
Think  of  others,  then,  and  be 

What  thou  wouldst  they  should  to  thee. 

4  Dost  thou  for  compassion  call? 
Be  compassionate  to  all ; 

If  thou  wouldst  affection  find — 
Be  affectionate  and  kind. 

5  If  thou  wouldst  obtain  the  love 
Of  thy  gracious  God  above, 
Then  to  all  his  children  be 

What  thou  wouldst  they  should  to  thee. 

725  Christian  submission.  CM. 
LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 

And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 
To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 
My  best,  my  only  friend. 

When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fullness  is  the  same  ; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 

And  glory  in  thy  name. 

Why  should  the  soul  a  drop  bemoan, 

Who  has  a  fountain  near, 
A  fountain  which  shall  ever  run, 

With  waters  sweet  and  clear. 
453       . 


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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

4  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  may  be  found  in  thee  : 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

5  0  !  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith, 

To  look  within  the  veil ; 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith, 
"Whose  word  can  never  fail. 

726  Seeking  refuge  in  God.  CM. 

DEAR  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 
My  soul  for  shelter  flies  : 
'T  is  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat, 
When  storms  and  tempests  rise. 

2  My  cheerful  hope  can  never  die, 

If  thou,  my  God,  art  near: 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector  and  my  Lord, 

Thy  constant  aid  impart ; 
0  let  thy  kind  and  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

4  O  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  this  divine  retreat; 
Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 

727  At  evening  time  it  shall  be  light.  0.  M. 

WE  journey  through  a  vale  of  tears 
By  many  a  cloud  o'ercast  ; 
And  worldly  cares,  and  worldly  fears, 
Go  with  us  to  the  last. 

2  Not  to  the  last!  Thy  word  hath  said, 
Could  we  but  read  aright, — 
Poor  pilgrim,  lift  in  hope  thy  head; 
At  eve  it  shall  be  light! 
.       454 


CHEISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPEEIENCE. 

3  Though  earth-born  shadows  now  may 

Thy  thorny  path  awhile,  [shroud 

God's  blessed  word  can  part  each  cloud, 
And  bid  the  sunshine  smile. 

4  Only  believe,  in  living  faith, 

His  love  and  power  divine ; 
And  ere  thy  sun  shall  set  in  death, 
His  light  shall  round  thee  shine. 

5  When  tempest  clouds  are  dark  on  high, 

His  bow  of  love  and  peace 
Shines  swreetly  in  the  vaulted  sky, — 
A  pledge  that  storms  shall  cease. 

6  Hold  on  thy  way,  with  hope  unchill'd, 

By  faith  and  not  by  sight, 
And  thou  shalt  own  his  word  fulnlTd, — 
At  eve  it  shall  be  light. 

728  Meekness  in  distress.  O.  M.. 

TEACH  us,  in  time  of  deep  distress, 
To  own  thy  hand,  O  God, 
And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

2  In  every  changing  scene  of  life, 

Whate'er  that  scene  may  be, 
Give  us  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
A  mind  at  peace  with  thee. 

3  Do  thou  direct  our  steps  aright ; 

Help  us  thy  name  to  fear ; 
And  give  us  grace  to  watch  and  pray, 
Afid  strength  to  persevere. 

4  Then  may  we  close  our  eyes  in  death, 

Without  a  fear  or  care  ; 
For  death  is  life,  and  labor  rest, 
For  thou  art  with  us  there. 
455 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

729  Happy  in  eternity.  IS. 

HAIL,  my  partners  in  distress, 
Pilgrims  through  this  wilderness 
Though  in  sorrow  here  you  roam, 
Destitute  and  far  from  home ; 

2  Do  not  then  your  fate  deplore, 
Though  despised,  cast  out  and  poor  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
"Child,  your  Father  calls,  come  home  I" 

3  Cruel  death,  with  rudest  hands, 
May  divide  the  Christian  bands ; 
But,  in  brighter  worlds  above, 

Friends  shall  meet  with  friends  they  love. 

4  Just  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
Lo,  a  fruitful  land  appears ; 
Pilgrim,  lift  your  eyes  and  see — 
There's  the  home  prepar'd  for  thee. 

730  The  pilgrimage  of  the  saints.  \j.  M. 

LORD,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
That  yields  us  no  supply  ; 
No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 
Nor  streams  of  living  joy  ! 

2  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 

Lies  through  this  horrid  land ; 
Lord,  we  would  keep  the  heav'nly  road, 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

3  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 

But  we  march  upward  still ; 
Forget  the  troubles  of  the  ways, 
And  aim  for  Zion's  hill.  * 

4  See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates, 

Inviting  us  to  come; 
There.  Jesus,  the  forerunner,  waits 
To  welcome  travelers  home. 
456 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

The  whole  armor.  C.  M. 

0  SPEED  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way, 
And  to  thy  armor  cling; 
With  girded  loins  the  call  obey 
That  grace  and  mercy  bring. 

2  There  is  a  battle  to  be  fought, 

An  upward  race  to  run, 
A  crown  of  glory  to  be  sought, 
A  victory  to  be  won. 

3  The  shield  of  faith  repels  the  dart 

That  Satan's  hand  may  throw; 
His  arrow  cannot  reach  thy  heart, 
If  Christ  control  the  bow. 

4  0  faint  not,  Christian,  for  thy  sighs 

Are  heard  before  his  throne  ; 
The  race  must  come  before  the  prize, 
The  cross  before  the  crown. 

I  The  mind  that  was  in  Christ.  o.  M . 

EQUIP  me  for  the  war, 
And  teach  my  hands  to  fight; 
My  simple,  upright  heart  prepare, 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought ; 

My  whole  of  sin  remove  : 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought ; 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  0,  arm  me  with  the  mind, 

Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee; 
And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  join'd 
With  perfect  charity. 

4  With  calm  and  temper'd  zeal 

Let  me  enforce  thy  call ; 
And  vindicate  thy  gracious  will, 
Which  offers  life  to  all. 
457 


CHRISTIAN   LIFE  A.ND  EXPERIENCE. 

5  0,  may  I  love  like  thee, — 

In  all  thy  footsteps  tread ; 
Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 
But  nothing  thou  hast  made. 

6  0,  may  I  learn  the  art, 

With  meekness  to  reprove  ; 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 
But  still  the  sinner  love. 

733  The  Shepherd  of  Israel.  8f. 

THOU"  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine, 
The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art. 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find. 

Where  ail  who  their  Shepherd  obey 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclin'd, 

And  screen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 
2  0  show  me  that  happiest  place, 

That  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 
Where  saints  in  an  ecstasy  gaze, 

And  lean  on  a  merciful  God. 
'Tis  there,  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 

There  only  I  covet  to  rest; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast. 

734  Perfect  love.  C  .P.M . 
LOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art! 

When  shall  I  find  my  longing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 
2  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God; — 
0  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  my  poor  longing  heart! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine; 
458 


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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine; 
Be  mine  this  better  part. 

3  0  that  I  may  forever  sit, 

With  Mary,  at  the  Master's  feet! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice: — 
My  only  care,  delight  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 

4  0  that  I  may,  with  favored  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast ! 
From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlasting  rest. 

735  Christian  fellowship.  S.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  pray'rs ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one — 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  From  sin,  and  toil,  and  pain, 

Soon  shall  our  souls  be  free ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

736  Union  and  peace.  IS.  M. 
LEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please. 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 
459 


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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet: 
Their    songs  of  praise,  their    mingled 
Make  their  communion  sweet,  [vows, 

3  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread 
And  fragrance  fill'd  the  room. 

4  Thus,  on  the  heav'nly  hills 
^rf he  saints  are  blest  above: 

AeT-1ny+,like.mornin^  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

737  It  is  well.  n    ,, 

2  Kings  4:  26.  ^«  -M-* 

TT  ?fe^  be  well> let  sinners  know 
JL     With  those  who  love  the  Lord  • 
His  saints  have  always  found  it  so  ' 
When  resting  on  his  word. 

2  Peace,  then,  ye  chastened  sons  of  God  • 

Why  let  your  sorrows  swell? 
Wisdom  directs  your  Father's  rod 
His  word  says,  it  is  well. 

3  Though  you  may  trials  sharp  endure 

From  sin,  or  death,  or  hell ; 
Your  heavenly  Father's  love  is  sure 
And,  therefore,  it  is  well. 

4  Soon  will  your  sorrows  all  be  o'er 

And  you  shall  sweetly  tell, 
On  Canaan's  calm  and  pleasant  shore, 
That  all  at  last  is  well. 

738         Ye  have  the P°or  alivays  with  you.        n    \ic 
Matt.  26 :  11.    Kj'  1V1« 

LORD  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 
By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 
460 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

2  Like  hini,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill ; 
And,  that  thy  follow'rs  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  off 'rings  we  can  make  ; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

739  Holy  love.  S.  M. 

LOVE  is  the  strongest  tie 
That  can  our  souls  unite  ; 
Love  makes  our  service  liberty, 
Our  every  burden  light. 

2  We  run  in  God's  commands 
When  love  directs  the  way  ; 

With  willing  hearts  and  active  hands 
Our  Master's  will  obey. 

3  Love  softens  all  our  toil, 
And  makes  our  bondage  blest ; 

The  gloomy  desert  wears  a  smile, 
When  love  inspires  the  breast. 

4  When  we  ascend  the  skies 

And  see  the  Saviour's  face, 
Love  will  to  full  perfection  rise, 
And  reign  through  all  the  place. 

740  Glory  in  the  cross.  8s  &  7s. 

IN  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 


2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me : 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

741  Christian  courage.  OS  &  7s, 

COME,  Christian  brethren,  courage  take 
Though  foes  and  fiends  assail  you, 
Although  despised  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Let  not  your  courage  fail  you. 
The  path  our  glorious  Saviour  trod 

Was  mark'd  through  tribulation  ; 
Then,  for  his  sake,  fresh  courage  take, 

And  fight  for  your  salvation. 
2  How  many  saints  have  gone  before, 

Disdaining  to  surrender ; 
Laid  down  their  lives  for  Jesus'  sake, 

And  died  his  bold  defender. 
And  shall  we  then  expect  the  prize, 

For  which  our  souls  are  waiting, 
Without  our  share  of  sorrows  here. 

Those  worldly  follies  hating? 
8  What  have  we  here,  to  render  dear 

This  life,  unknown  to  pleasure  ; 
Since  Jesus'  love,  warm  from  above, 

Unfolds  a  boundless  treasure. 
The  shining  worlds  of  pure  delight 

Are  waiting  to  receive  us :  [bring 

And  death  (grim  king!)  shall  pleasure 

By  coming  to  relieve  us. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

4  That  peace  that  reigns  within  our  hearts, 

(Though  men  may  cry  delusion) 
To  us  sweet  happiness  imparts, 

In  spite  of  persecution. 
Though  Satan  rage  and  men  engage, 

His  friends  as  one  assail  you, 
Still  boldly  fight,  in  love  unite, 

And  vict'ry  ne'er  will  fail  you. 

5  A  few  more  days  of  sorrow  here 

Those  mortal  bands  will  sever ; 
And  we  before  the  Lord  appear, 

To  reign  with  him  forever. 
Then  why  should  we  distracted  be, 

Since  nothing  here  can  harm  us  ? 
If  heart  and  hand  we  valiant  stand, 

Worldlings  cannot  alarm  us. 

742  The  good  old  way.  L.  M. 

LIFT  up  your  hearts,  Immanuel's  friends, 
And  taste  the  pleasure  Jesus  sends  ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 
But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 

2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory, 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive,  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 

3  O,  good  old  way,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart; 
But  may  our  actions  always  say, 
We're  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

4  Though  Satan  may  his  power  employ, 
Our  peace  and  comfort  to  destroy  ; 
Yet  never  fear,  we'll  gain  the  day, 
And  triumph  in  the  good  old  way. 

5  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  view  by  faith  the  promised  land, 
Then  we  may  sing,  exult  and  pray, 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 

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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

8  Ye  valiant  souls,  for  heav'n  contend ; 
Remember,  glory's  at  the  end : 
Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away, 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 

743  Faith  and  works.  L.  M, 
N  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith, 

When  all  their  works  exhibit  death  ; 
When  they  indulge  some  sinful  view 
In  all  they  say,  and  all  they  do. 

2  The  true  believer  fears  the  Lord, 
Obeys  his  precepts,  keeps  his  word ; 
Commits  his  work  to  God  alone, 
And  seeks  his  will  before  his  own. 

3  A  barren  tree  that  bears  no  fruit, 
Brings  no  great  glory  to  its  root ; 
When  on  its  boughs  rich  fruit  we  see, 
'T  is  then  we  cry,  "a  goodly  tree." 

4  Never  did  men,  by  faith  divine, 
To  selfishness  and  sloth,  incline; 

The  Christian  works  with  all  his  pow'r. 
And  grieves  that  he  can  work  no  more. 

744  C.P.M. 

HELP,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly. 
And  still  my  tempted  soul  stand  by 
Throughout  the  evil  day; 
The  sacred  watchfulness  impart, 
And  keep  the  issues  of  my  heart, 
And  stir  me  up  to  pray. 

2  My  soul  with  thy  whole  armour  arm, 
In  each  approach  of  sin  alarm, 

And  show  the  danger  near: 
Surround,  sustain,  and  strengthen  me, 
And  fill  with  godly  jealousy, 
And  sanctifving  fear. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPEEIENCE. 

3  Whene'er  my  careless  hands  hang  down, 
0,  let  me  see  thy  gathering  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye ; 
And  starting,  cry  from  ruin's  brink, 
Save,  Jesus,  or  I  yield,  I  sink ! 

0  save  me.  or  I  die ! 

4  If  near  the  pit  I  rashly  stray, 
Before  I  wholly  fall  away, 

The  keen  conviction  dart! 
Recall  me  by  that  pitying  look, 
That  kind  upbraiding  glance,  which  broke 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 

5  In  me  thine  utmost  mercy  show, 
And  make  me  like  thyself  below, 

Unblamable  in  grace ; 
Ready  prepared  and  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holiness  t'  appear 

Before  thy  glorious  face. 

745  Choosing the  better  part.  -Li.  M. 

BESET  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uneven  path  I  stand : 
Saviour  divine,  diffuse  thy  light 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treach'rous  heart 
To  fix  on  Mary's  better  part ; 

.  To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise, 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

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746  AlWaVS  WU\U£tt.  28  :  20.    8S  &  7S. 

ALWAYS  with  us,  always  with  us — 
Words  of  cheer  and  words  of  love; 
Thus  the  risen  Saviour  whispers 
From  his  dwelling-place  above. 

2  With  us  when  we  toil  in  sadness, 

Sowing  much  and  reaping  none, 
Telling  us  that  in  the  future 
Golden  harvests  shall  be  won ; 

3  With  us  when  the  storm  is  sweeping 

O'er  our  pathway  dark  and  drear;  - 
Waking  hope  within  our  bosoms, 
Stilling  ev'ry  anxious  fear;. 

4  With  us  in  the  lonely  valley, 

When  we  cross  the  chilling  stream, 
Lighting  up  the  steps  to  glory 
With  salvation's  radiant  beam. 


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7  ATI     Set  your  affection  on  things  above.       7s  &  6s 

TSE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Kise,  from  transitory  things, 

Toward  heaven,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above  ! 

Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source : 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn  ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  your  Saviour  will  returu 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  : 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  your  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heav'n. 

718  CM. 

UNCERTAIN  how  the  way  to  find, 
Which  to  salvation  led, 
1  listen'd  long,  with  anxious  mind, 
To  hear  what  others  said. 

2  When  some  of  joys  and  comforts  told, 

I  fear'd  that  I  was  wrong ; 
For  I  was  stupid,  dead  and  cold, 
Had  neither  joy  nor  song. 

3  The  Lord  my  lab'ring  heart  reliev'd 

And  made  my  burden  light; 
Then  for  a  moment  I  believ'd, 
Supposing  all  was  right. 

4  Of  fierce  temptations  others  talked, 

Of  anguish  and  dismay, 
Through  what  distresses  they  had  walked, 
Before  they  found  the  way. 

5  Ah!  then  I  thought  my  hopes  were  vain, 

For  I  had  liv'd  at  ease ; 
I  wished  for  all  my  fears  again, 
To  make  me  more  like  these. 

6  I  had  my  wish,  the  Lord  disclosed 

The  evils  of  my  heart; 
And  left  my  naked  soul  exposed 
To  Satan's  fiery  dart. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

Alas!  "I  now  must  give  it  up," 

I  cried,  in  deep  despair; 
How  could  I  dream  of  drawing  hope 

From  what  I  cannot  bear !" 

Again  my  Saviour  brought  me  aid, 
And  when  he  set  me  free, 

"Trust  simply  on  my  word,"  he  said, 
"  And  leave  the  rest  to  me." 


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7  a  Q  Be  perfectly  joined  together.  C]    \\ 

1  Cor.  1:  10.       w*   L  L' 

LL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 
Who  joins  us  by  his  grace, 
And  bids  us,  each  to  each  restored, 
Together  seek  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up ; 

And,  gather'd  into  one, 
To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows, 

We  all  delight  to  prove ; 
The  grace  through  ev'ry  vessel  flows, 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

4  E'en  now  we  think  and  speak  the  same, 

And  cordially  agree — 

United  all,  through  Jesus'  name, 

In  perfect  harmony. 

5  The  kiss  of  peace  to  each  we  give — 

A  plege  of  Christian  love ; 
In  love,  while  here  on  earth,  we'll  live, 
In  love  we'll  dwell  above. 

6  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

Believers  all  in  one ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heav'n  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 
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7^f|  All  is  vanity.  Qq    «.   7S 

40V)  Eccl.  20:  2.    °fc  °"   ti3m 

YAIN  are  all  terrestrial  pleasures  ; 
Mixed  with  dross  the  purest  gold  ; 
►Seek  we  then  for  heavenly  treasures, 

Treasures  never  waxing  old. 
Let  our  best  affections  centre 

On  the  things  around  the  throne: 
There  no  thief  can  ever  enter ; 

Moth  and  rust  are  there  unknown. 

2  Earthly  joys  no  longer  please  us  ; 

Here  would  we  renounce  them  all; 
Seek  our  only  rest  in  Jesus,— 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  call. 
Faith,  our  languid  spirits  cheering, 

Points  to  brighter  things  above; 
Bids  us  look  for  his  appearing ; 

Bids  us  triumph  in  his  love. 

3  May  our  lights  be  always  burning, 

And  our  loins  be  girded  round, 
Waiting  for  our  Lord's  returning, — 

Longing  for  the  welcome  sound. 
Thus  the  Christian  life  adorning, 

Never  need  we  be  afraid, 
Should  he  come  at  night  or  morning, 

Early  dawn,or  even  shade. 


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rrrz-i  How  shall  he  not  also  with  him  give  us  7a  Ar  fis 
all  things.— Rom.  8 :  32.  *■?  '°?  Ub' 

HAT,  my  soul,  should  bow  thee 
Perils  or  temptation?  ■    [down? 
Is  not  Christ  upon  the  throne 
Still  thy  strong  salvation  ? 

2  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 
Thy  Almighty  Saviour ; 
He,  who  death  for  thee  endured, 
Surely  will  deliver. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

3  Mention  to  him  every  want, 

Yea,  whate'er  may  grieve  thee  ; 
If  for  comfort  thou  dost  pant, 
Jesus  will  relieve  thee. 

4  Turn,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest; 

Quickly  turn  to  Jesus ; 
In  his  presence  thou  art  blest, 
He  to  thee  is  gracious. 

5  Mourn  whene'er  thou  hast  forgot 

Him  whose  great  compassion 
Never  fails,  whose  blood  hath  bought 
Thy  complete  salvation. 

6  Earthly  things  do  not  regard  ; 

Trust  in  Jesus'  favor; 
He  will  be  thy  great  reward, 
And  thy  shield  forever. 

»7KO         God  is  our  refuge  and  strength.  n    1U" 

'  <Jb  Psalm  46;  1,2.     °'  iVi* 

WHENE'ER  the  clouds  of  sorrow  roll 
And  trials  whelm  the  mind, — 
When,  faint  with  grief,  thy  wearied  soul 

No  joys  on  earth  can  find, — 
Then  lift  thy  voice  to  God  on  high, 

Dry  up  the  trembling  tear, 
And  hush  the  low,  complaining  sigh  ; 
"Fear  not;"  thy  God  is  near. 

2  When  dark  temptations  spread  their  snares 

And  earth  with  charms  allures, 
And  when  thy  soul,  oppressed  with  fears, 

The  world's  assault  endures, 
Then  let  thy  Father's  friendly  voice 

Thy  fainting  spirit  cheer, 
And  bid  thy  trembling  heart  rejoice  : 

"  Feaf  not;"  thy  God  is  near. 

3  And  when  the  final  hour  shall  come, 

That  calls  thee  to  thv  rest — 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

To  dwell  within  thy  heavenly  home, 

A  welcome,  joyful  guest, — 
Be  calm  ;  though  Jordan's  waves  may  roll, 

No  ills  shall  meet  thee  there  ; 
Angels  shall  whisper  to  thy  soul, 

""Fear  not;"  thy  God  is  near. 

17^0     Yea,ihey  may  forget,yei  will  I not  forget      7C 
'Ja  thee.— Isa.49:  15.  '  &' 

HEN,  along  life's  thorny  road, 
Faints  the  soul  beneath  the  load  ; 
When,  by  cares  and  sin  oppressed, 
Earth  affords  no  peace  or  rest ; 
When  the  wily  tempter's  near, 
Filling  us  with  doubt  and  fear ; — 
Jesus,  to  thy  feet  we  flee, 
Jesus,  we  will  look  to  thee. 
Thou,  our  Saviour,  from  the  throne 
Listenest  to  thy  people's  moan  ; 
Thou,  the  living  Head,  dost  share 
Every  ping  thy  members  bear. 
Full  of  tenderness  thou  art ; 
Thou  wilt  heal  the  broken  heart ; 
Full  of  power,  thine  arm  shall  quell 
All  the  rage  and  might  of  hell ! 
Mighty  to  redeem  and  save, 
Thou  hast  overcome  the  grave; 
Thou  the  bars  of  death  hast  riven, 
Opened  wide  the  gates  of  heaven. 
Soon  in  glory  thou  shalt  come, 
Taking  thy  poor  pilgrims  home. 
Jesus,  then  we  all  shall  be 
Ever,  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

754  God  our  only  refuge.  CM. 

IATHEK  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 
In  whom  we  move  and  live,— 
Hear  us  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling,  now, 
And  answer,  and  forgive. 
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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

2  When,  harassed  by  ten  thousand  foes. 

Our  helplessness  we  feel, 

0,  give  the  weary  soul  repose, 

The  wounded  spirit  heal ! 

3  When  dire  temptations  gather  round, 

And  threaten  or  allure, 
In  storm  or  calm,  in  thee  be  found 
A  refuge  strong  and  sure. 

4  When  age  advances,  may  we  grow 

In  faith,  in  hope,  and  love, 
And  walk  in  holiness  below 
To  holiness  above. 
7XK  For  he  is  like  a  refiner'1 s  fire.  >7a 

t°'J  Mai.  3:2.     *  S- 

THROUGH  the  furnace,  through  the  heat, 
There,  beneath  the  hammer's  beat, 
Through  temptations  manifold, 
Comes  my  soul  like  burnished  gold. 

2  Through  the  fires  that  purge  the  dross, 
Through  the  anguish  to  the  cross, 
Buried  with  my  Saviour  slain, 

So  with  him  I  live  again. 

3  Through  the  warfare  and  the  strife, 
Through  the  toils  and  tears  of  life, 
Then  my  weary  feet  shall  stand 
Safe  within  the  goodly  land. 

4  Sick  and  faint  beneath  thy  rod, 
Trembling  at  thy  stroke,  6  God  ; 
Yet  I  know  thou  thus  dost  make 
Me  thy  holiness  partake. 

5  Lord,  through  furnace  or  through  flood 
Still  I  come  to  thee,  my  God  ; 

'Mid  affliction's  burning  flame, 
Yet  I  glory  in  thy  name. 

6  When  my  soul  is  purified, 
Saviour,  take  me  to  thy  side ; 
There,  from  every  trial  free, 
May  I  sweetly  rest  with  thee. 

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756  Trust  in  Jesus.  8s  &  7s. 

TRUST  in  Jesus,  weeping  mourner  ! 
Fear  not !  he  is  guiding  thee  ; 
By  the  stream  of  living  waters 
"He  is  leading  tenderly. 

2  All  thy  tearful  supplications 

Fall  upon  his  list'ning  ear; 
He  will  grant  relief  in  anguish, 
And  have  pity  on  thy  prayer. 

3  Though  thy  path  be  rough  and  lonely, 

He  will  never  lead  astray: 
He  is  guiding  thee  with  wisdom, 
By  a  straight,  though  painful  way. 

4  Every  step  he  takes  before  thee, 

Whispering  comfort  all  the  while  ; 
He  will  brighten  thy  sad  spirit, 
And  thine  hours  of  grief  beguile. 

5  By  the  waters  so  refreshing 

Thou  shalt  never  fainting  be  ; 
For  the  loving  arms  of  Jesus 
Are  around  to  shelter  thee. 

6  All  along  thy  pathway  flowing 

Is  this  stream  of  life  divine  ; 
Thou  art  passing  on  to  glory, 
And  a  Father's  care  is  thine. 

757  L.  M. 

COME  to  thee,  I  come  to  tnee ! 

Thou  precious  Lamb,  who  died  for  me, 
I  rest  confiding  on  thy  word, 
And  "  cast  my  burden  on  the  Lord." 

I  come  to  thee  with  all  my  grief; 
Dear  Saviour,  help  my  unbelief; 
Thy  blessed  name  my  only  plea — 
With  this,  0  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  ! 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

1  come  to  thee,  whose  sovereign  power 

Can  cheer  me  in  the  darkest  hour; 

I  come  to  thee,  through  storm  and  shade, 

For  thou  hast  said — "Be  not  afraid." 

I  come  to  thee  with  all  my  tears, 

My  pain  and  sorrow,  doubts  and  fears; 

Thou  precious  Lamb,  who  died  for  me, 

I  come  to  thee,  I  come  to  thee! 

To  thee  my  trembling  spirit  flies, 

When  faith, grows  weak,  and  comfort  dies 

I  bow  adoring  at  thy  feet, 

And  hold  with  thee  communion  sweet. 

O,  wondrous  love !     0,  joy  divine ! 
To  feel  thee  near  and  call  thee  mine ! 
Thou  precious  Lamb,  who  died  for  me, 
J  come  to  thee,  I  come  to  thee! 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

758  God's  paternal  love  and  care.  0.  M. 

GOD,  on  thee  we  all  depend, 


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On  thy  paternal  care  ; 
Thou  wilt  the  Father  and  the  Friend 
In  ev'iy  act  appear. 

2  With  open  hand  and  lib'ral  heart, 

Thou  wilt  onr  wants  supply  ; 
The  needful  blessings  still  impart, 
And  no  good  thing  deny. 

3  Our  Father  knows  what's  good  and  fit, 

And  wisdom  guides  his  love  ; 
To  thine  appointments  we  submit, 
And  ev'ry  choice  approve. 

4  In  thy  paternal  love  and  care, 

With  cheerful  hearts  we  trust; 

Thy  tender  mercies  boundless  are, 

And  all  thy  thoughts  are  just. 

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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

5  We  can  not  want  while  God  provide? ; 
What  he  ordains,  is  best; 
And  heav'n,  whate'er  we  want  besides, 
Will  give  eternal  rest. 

7X  Q     Sower  and  reaper  rejoicing  in  the  end.    T .    ]\  f 
3"  John.  4:  33.  ■**  m* 

&REAT  Husbandman,  at  thy  command, 
We  sow  thy  seed  with  liberal  hand, — 
And  mindful  of  thy  heavenly  call, 
Onward  we  go,  forsaking  all. 

2  On,  through  the  sad  and  weary  years, 
We  sow  the  precious  seed  with  tears; 
And  stay  our  hearts  in  faith  sublime, 
WTith  prospects  of  the  harvest  time. 

3  Not  long  shall  we  in  sorrow  go, 

Not  long  endure  earth's  toil  and  woe  ; 
For  he  who  bids  us  sow  and  weep, 
Shall  call  us  then  in  joy  to  reap. 

4  Then  shall  the  trembling  mourner  come, 
And  bind  his  sheaves  and  bear  them  home ; 
The  voice  long  broke  with  sighs  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  hallelujahs  ring. 

5  Thick  on  the  hills  of  light  shall  stand 
The  gathered  sheaves  from  every  land ; 
While  they  that  sow,  and  they  that  reap, 
The  "  Harvest  Home"  in  glory  keep. 

760  The  universal  King.  S.  M, 

rIOME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
)     And  hymns  of  glory  sing; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown, 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 
475 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

3  Conie,  worship  at  his  throne ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod; 
Come,  like  the  children  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 


761  For  public  worship.  0.  M. 

LORD,  our  languid  souls  inspire, 
For  here  we  trust  thou  art! 
Send  down  a  coal  of  heav'nly  fire 
To  warm  each  waiting  heart. 


0 


2  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hopes  to  raise ; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls,  let  hoi}'-  peace 

And  love,  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  pray'rs ; 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Enforced  by  mighty  grace, 
Awaken  sinners  all  around 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 
476 


H' 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

762       Before  baptism  or  the  communion.        0.  M. 
OW  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work 
Which  we  attend  to-day! 
Now  for  a  holy,  solemn  frame, 
0  God,  to  thee  we  pray. 

2  0  may  we  feel  as  once  we  felt, 

When  pain'd  and  griev'd  at  heart, 
Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Keliev'd  our  ev'ry  smart. 

3  Awake  our  Jove,  our  fear,  our  hope, 

Wake  fortitude  and  joy  ; 
Vain  world,  begone;  let  things  above 
Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 

4  Instruct  our  minds,  our  wills  subdue, 

To  heav'n  our  passions  raise  ; 
That  hence  our  lives,  our  all,  may  be 
Devoted  to  thy  praise. 

n'fjo  Acceptable  worshvp.  (J    "Vf 

THE  on'rings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 
Of  mingled  praise  and  pray'r. 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice. 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 

2  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude ; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  My  off 'rings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  thee — 
If  thy  pure  Spirit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4  0,  may  that  Spirit  warm  my  heart 

To  piecy  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heav'n  above. 

477 


FtJBLIC  WORSHIP. 

fJRA  The  increase  of  God.  n    tvt 

/04  lCor.3:  6.         Kj-  M- 

OGOD,  by  whom  the  seed  is  giv'n, 
By  whom  the  harvest  blest;  [heav'n, 
Whose  word,  like  manna  shower'd  from 
Is  planted  in  our  breast. 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plund'rers  of  the  air; 

The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heat, 

And  weeds  of  worldly  care! 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strewn, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply; 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 

765  Mel  for  worship.  0.  M. 

HERE,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
We've  met  to  seek  thy  face; 
0,  let  us  feel  th'  eternal  word, 
And  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

2  0,  may  this  be  a  happy  hour, 

To  ev'ry  mourning  soul ; 
Display  thy  love,  make  known  thy  pow'r, 
And  make  the  wounded  whole. 

3  0,  may  a  spark  of  heav'nly  fire 

Each  stupid  soul  inflame, 
And  sacred  love  our  tongues  inspire, 
To  praise  thy  worthy  name. 

4  Let  ev'ry  soul  the  Saviour  see, 

And  taste  his  love  divine ; 
And  ev'ry  heart  forever  be 
United,  Lord,  with  thine. 

766  0.  M. 

THOU  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 
Our  inmost  thoughts  perceive, 
Accept  the  grateful  sacrifice 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 
473 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

2  Is  there  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  need  of  thee, 
A  stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree? 

3  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief: 

His  desp'rate  state  explain  ; 
And  fill  his  heart  with  sacred  grief 

And  penitential  pain. 
■i  Speak  with  that  voice  that  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid.  the  sleeper  rise  ; 
And  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 

The  death  that  never  dies. 

ft  an       In  whom  xoe  have  redemption  through      1  1  o 
<  »  «  his  blood.— Eph.  1,  7.  -LJ-,-• 

COME,  children  of  Zion,  and  help  us  to  sing 
Loud  anthems  of  praise  to  our  Saviour  and  King  ; 
Whose  life  once  was  given  our  souls  to  redeem, 
And  bring  us  to  heaven  to  reign  there  with  him. 

2  In  regions  of  darkness,  and  sorrow,  and  pains, 
We  all  lay  in  ruin,  in  prison  and  chains  ; 

But  Jesus  has  bought  us  with  his  precious  blood  — 
The  ransom  provided  to  bring  us  to  God. 

3  O  come  to  the  Saviour  and  take  up  the  cross, 
Seek  treasure  in  heaven,  count  all  else  but  dross  ; 
His  mercy  invites  us,  then  let  us  comply, 

O,  why  should  we  linger  when  he  is  so  high? 
i  We'll  fear  not  the  dangers  that  lie  in  our  way, 
His  arm  will  protect  us,  by  night  and  by  day ; 
All  this  we  must  suiter,  and  love  him  the  more, 
Till  Jesus  will  take  us  where  sufferings  are  o'er. 

768  Be/ore  sermon.  CM. 

HPHE  saints  appear,  to  tread  the  courts 
JL     Of  their  dear  God  below  ; 
Behold,  the  multitude  resorts, 
To  hear  the  trumpet  blow. 

2  Lord  God!  appear  for  our  relief, 

What  can  we  do  alone? 
Come,  Saviour,  banish  unbelief, 
And  take  us  for  thine  own. 

3  Our  eyes,  O  Lord,  are  unto  thee, 

Assist  us,  Lord,  we  pray  ; 
479 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

0,  may  thy  Spirit  present  be; 
O  Lord,  thy  power  display. 

4  Jesus,  let  us  thy  gospel  hear, 

Teach  us  to  know  thy  voice; 
Make  ev'ry  stubborn  sinner  fear, 
And  all  thy  saints  rejoice. 

5  Come.  Lord,  nor  let  us  be  dismay'd  ; 

Lord,  hear  thy  people  pray  ; 
And  let  thy  mercy  be  display'd 
Amongst  us  here  this  day. 

6  May  sinners  hear  thy  pow'rful  call, 

And  thy  salvation  see  ; 
So  shall  our  hearts,  both  one  and  ali, 
Sing  songs  of  praise  to  thee. 

769  Before  preaching.  S.  M. 

LORD,  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
Joyful  would  we  appear ; 
Within  thy  earthly  temple  meet, 
To  see  thy  glory  here. 

2  We  come  to  worship  thee, 

For  thou  art  God  alone  ; 
In  humble  pray'r  to  bend  the  knee 
Before  thy  holy  throne. 

3  Thy  word  is  our  delight, 

Thy  truth  will  make  us  free  ; 
'T  is  from  thyself  a  heavenly  light, 
It  leads  our  souls  to  thee. 

4  Thy  goodness  we  behold, 

While  in  thy  presence,  Lord ; 
Thy  wondrous  truth  and  love  unfold, 
The  treasures  of  thy  word. 

r7r7(\  This  is  my  body  which  is  broken  for  you.  H    M 
«  •"  1  Cor.  11:  24.  Kj'  m« 

TO-DAY  Emmanuel  feeds  his  sheep, 
The  purchase  of  his  blood; 
To-day  Jehovah  keeps  a  feast, 
For  all  the  sons  of  God. 

480 


SOCIAL  WOESHIP. 

2  The  bread  of  God  is  freely  given, 

The  food  of  saints  above — 
That  blessed  bread  sent  down  from  heaven, 
The  food  of  pardoning  love. 

3  0  let  us  all  this  love  adore, 

And  raise  our  final  song 
Until  we  shall,  forevermore, 
To  him  our  praise  prolong. 

77 1  Resignation,  and  blissful  hope.         L>.  M. 

MY  dearest  Lord,  in  love  appear, 
And  banish  every  guilty  fear; 
Increase  my  faith,  confirm  my  hope/ 
And  lift  my  drooping  spirit  up. 

2  Should  all  forsake,  my  God  is  kind ! 
Make  me  to  all  thy  will  resigned  ; 
And  when  disease  my  frame  decays. 
Thy  promise  can  my  comforts  raise. 

3  And  when  my  earthly  house  breaks  down, 

0  bear  me  to  thy  blissful  throne, 

To  view  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
My  life,  my  portion  and  my  gain. 

4  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
What  God  hath  for  his  saints  prepared : 
There  sin  and  sorrow  never  come ; 

1  long  for  that  eternal  home. 

SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

772  Sweet  prayer.  lis. 

WHEN  torn  is  the  bosom  "by  sorrow  or  cure, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there  's  nothing  like  prayer ; 
It  comforts,  it  softens,  subdues,  yet  sustains, 
Bids  hope  rise  exulting-,  and  passion  restrains  ; 
Prayer,  prayer,  O  sweet  prayer, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like  prayer. 
2  When  far  from  the  friends  that  are  dearest  we  part, 
What  fond  recollections  still  cling  to  the  heart ; 
Past  scenes  and  enjoyments  live  painfully  there  ; 
And  restless  we  languish  till  peace  comes  iii  prayer, 
•    Prayer,  prayer,  &c. 

(31)  481 


G( 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

3  When  earthly  delusions  would  lead  us  astray 
In  folly's  gay  mazes,  or  sin's  treach'rous  way, 
How  strong  the  enchantment,  how  fatal  the  snare  ! 
But,  looking  to  Jesus,  we  conquer  by  prayer. 

Prayer,  prayer,  &c. 

4  While  strangers  to  prayer, we  are  strangers  to  bliss ; 
The  world  has  no  refuge,  no  solace  like  this  ; 
And  till  we  the  seraph's  full  ecstacy  share, 

Our  chalice  of  joy  must  be  guarded  by  prayer. 
Prayer,  prayer,  &c. 

773  "Enter  into  thy  closet."  7s  &  6s. 

0  when  the  morning  shineth, 
Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 
Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 
Fling  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 
Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

774  Another  day.  G.M. 

CONSIDER,  man,  another  day 
Has  joined  the  many  past, 
Which  brings  us  further  on  the  way, 
Where  all  the  living  haste. 

2  Unceasing  we  must  journey  on, 
In  life  there  is  no  stay : 
As  many  have  before  us  gone, 
So  we  must  pass  away. 
482 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

(  Prayer  the  balm  for  sorrow.       7s  &  6s. 

OWHEN  the  tear  is  gushing 
From  sorrow's  faded  eye, 
When  gathering  storms  are  rushing 

Across  the  gloomy  sky, 
When  the  full  heart  is  breaking, 

And  hope  is  far  away, 
How  sweet,  the  world  forsaking, 
Alone  with  God,  to  pray ! 

2  The  mourner,  lowly  bending, 

Flies  to  the  Saviour's  feet, 
And  healing  balm,  descending 

From  Mercy's  holy  seat, 
The  joy  that  earth  gives  never, 

Sheds  o'er  the  troubled  breast; 
And  peace  that  lasts  for  ever 

Lulls  every  care  to  rest. 

3  0,  weary  child  of  sadness, 

Pilgrim  bereft  and  lone, 
Behold  the  fount  of  gladness, 

Springing  from  heaven's  throne  ; 
Each  want  and  sin  confessing, 

On  Christ  thy  burden  lay, 
And  learn  how  rich  the  blessing, 

Alone  with  God,  to  pray ! 

)  Morning  prayer.  C  M. 

OMAY  I  love,  at  early  day 
To  rise,  when  all  is  still, 
And  hear  my  Saviour  kindly  say, 
"  Come,  ask  me  what  ye  will." 

2  0  may  I  love  to  search  his  law, 
To  hear  his  words  of  love, 
And  feel  his  Spirit  sweetly  draw 
Mv  soul  to  "  things  above." 
483 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

3  0  may  I  love  to  ask,  in  prayer, 

His  Spirit's  guiding  ray — 
Through  every  scene  of  anxious  care,  v 
Through  life's  bewildered  way. 

4  Thus  let  me  spend  each  rising  hour, 

Thus  close  my  latest  days, 
Till  I  shall  wake,  to  sleep  no  more, 
Where  prayer  is  changed  to  praise. 

HTfrt  While  I  was  musing.  QQ  «r  7a 

'  »  '  Psalm  39:  3.    °b  *  '  b> 

SILENTLY  the  shades  of  evening 
Gather  round  my  lowly  door  ; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2  0  !  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot ; 
0!  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely — 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend, 
They,  unlink'd  with  earthly  trouble  ; 
We,  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  How  such  holy  mem'ries  cluster. 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past ; 
Pointing  up  to  that  far  heaven 
We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 

778  Morning  hymn.  8  s  &  7s. 

WHEN  the  joyous  day  is  dawning, 
And  the  happy  light  we  see, 
We,  who  live  in  life's  pure  morning, 
Father,  would  remember  thee. 

2  While  in  quiet  we  were  sleeping, 
Kindly,  though  we  knew  it  not, 
Thou  a  guardian  watch  wert  keeping: 
Never  is  thy  child  forgot. 
484 


PKAYER   MEETING. 

PEAYEE  MEETING. 
779  Opening  of  a  prayer-meeting.  CM. 

WE'RE  met,  0  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
To  worship  and  adore —  i , 

And  now  to  thee  we  raise  our  heartst .. 
Thy  mercy  to  implore.  uve*ut 

2  Mercy  and  grace  is  what  we  want, 

To  fit  us  for  the  skies; 
And  grace  we  need,  whene'er  we  bring 
Oar  humble  sacrifice. 

3  Without  it,  Lord,  we  cannot  sing  ; 

Nor  know  we  how  to  pray, 

Except  by  it  we're  truly  taught 

Both  how,  and  what  to  say. 

4  Then  bow  thine  ear,  and  hear  our  pray'r, 

Thy  grace  on  us  bestow ; 
So  we  will  love  and  serve  thee  more, 
While  pilgrims  here  below. 

780  Invocation.  C.    M. 

C^IOME,  0  thou  King  of  all  thy  saints, 
J     Our  humble  tribute  own, 
While,  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 
We  bow  before-thy  throne. 

2  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies ! 

3  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here ; 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

4  Then  shall  our  hearts,  enraptured,  say,. 

Come,  great  Eedeemer,  come, 
And  bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day 
That  calls  thy  children  home. 

'  485 


PRAYER   MEETING. 

781  Come,  let  us  pray.  8s  &  6s, 

COME,  let  us  pray : — 't  is  sweet  to  feei 
That  God  himself  is  near ; 
That,  while  we  at  his  footstool  kneel, 
His  mercy  deigns  to  hear; 
Though  sorrows  crowd  life's  dreary  way, 
This  is  our  solace — let  us  pray. 

2  Come,  let  us  pray: — the  burning  brow, 

The  heart  opprest  with  care, 
And  all  the  woes  that  throng  us  now, 

Will  be  relieved  by  pray'r: 
Jesus  will  smile  our  griefs  away ; 
O,  glorious  thought! — come,  let  us  pray. 

3  Come,  let  us  pray: — the  sin-sick  soul 

Her  weight  of  guilt  must  feel  ; 
But  hark !  the  glorious  tidings  roll, 

Whilst  here  we  humbly  kneel: 
Jesus  will  wash  that  guilt  away, 
And  pardon  grant; — then  let  us  pray. 

4  Come,  let  us  pray  : — the  mercy-sea* 

Invites  the  fervent  pray'r; 
And  Jesus  ready  stands  to  greet 

The  contrite  spirit  there: 
O  loiter  not,  nor  longer  stay 
From  him  who  loves  us ; — let  us  pray  ! 

fjQi)     O  my  God,  lam  ashamed,  and  blush  to  C]  "Vf 
«  0-"         lift  up  my  face  to  tfiee.— Ezra  ix.  6.       w*       ' 

LET  me  lie  prostrate  on  the  ground, 
And  veil  my  blushing  face  ; 
So  deep,  so  dreadful  is  my  wound. 
I  seek  a  hiding-place. 

2  '  T  was  sin  that  made  this  wound  in  me, 
Then  let  me  hate  its  name ; 
'T  was  sin— 0,  whither  shall  I  flee? 
I  lie  consum'd  in  shame 
486 


0 


PRAYER   MEETING. 

Well  may  I  tremble  at  his  pow'r, 

He's  holy,  just  and  wise : 
Why  has  he  spared  me  to  this  hour, 

Whose  guilt  for  vengeance  cries  ? 
Jesus  yet  stands  before  the  throne, 

And  pleads  for  sinners  there ; 
Then  let  me  lean  on  him  alone, 

Till  he  subdues  my  fear. 
By  faith  in  him  I  now  will  come, 

And  lift  my  eyes  to  heav'n ; 
He  will  my  secret  groans  perfume, 

And  shew  my  sins  forgiv'n. 

Throne  of  grace.  C  M. 

LORD,  to  us,  assembled  here, 
Reveal  thy  smiling  face ; 
While  we,  by  faith,  with  love  and  fear, 
Approach  a  throne  of  grace. 

2  With  holy  boldness  may  we  come, 

Though  of  a  sinful  race ; 
Thankful  to  find  there  yet  is  room 
Before  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Thy  tender  pity  and  thy  love 

Our  every  fear  can  chase ; 
And  all  our  help,  we  then  shall  prove, 
Comes  from  the  throne  of  grace. 

4  We  bless  thee  for  thy  word  and  laws ; 

We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace  ; 
And  0,  we  bless  thee,  Lord,  because 
There  is  a  throne  of  grace. 

784  Close  of  a  Prayer  Heeling.  M.  1 S. 

"F  '  tis  sweet  to  mingle  where 
Christians  meet  for  social  prayer; 
If '  tis  sweet  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise — 
Passing  sweet  that  state  must  be, 
Where  they  meet  eternally. 
487 


r 


H( 


PEAYEE   MEETING. 

2  Saviour,  may  these  meetings  prove 
Antepasts  to  that  above; 
While  we  worship  in  this  place, 
May  we  grow  from  grace  to  grace. 
Till  we  each,  in  his  degree, 
Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 

785  Morning  Prayer  Meeting.  S.   M. 
OW  sweet  the  melting  lay, 

Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 
When,  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 
Christians  unite  in  pray'r. 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne  ; 
He  listens  to  their  humble  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray 

Before  the  morning  light- 
Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay, 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Who  sends  his  blessings  down 
To  rescue  souls  condemned  to  die, 
And  make  his  people  one. 

786  Noon-day  worship.  L.  M. 

HOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord ! 
Dear  Saviour,  on  thy  people  smile, 
According  to  thy  faithful  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee: 
0  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet; 
Let  this  the  gate  of  heaven  be. 

3  "Chief  of  ten  thousand,"  now  appear, 

That  we,  by  faith,  may  view  thy  face: 
O  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 
And  let  thy  presence  fill  the  place! 
488 


PRAYER   MEETING. 

787  Opening  an  experience  meeting.         Li.  M. 
"VTOW  we  are  met  in  holy  fear, 

_IM    To  hear  the  happy  saints  declare 
The  free  compassion  of  a  God, 
The  virtue  of  a  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Jesus,  assist  them  now  to  tell 

What  they  have  felt,  and  what  they  feel; 
0  Saviour,  help  them  to  express 
The  wonders  of  triumphant  grace. 

3  While  lo  the  church  they  freely  own 
What  for  their  souls  the  Lord  hath  done, 
We'd  join  to  praise  eternal  love, 

And  heighten  all  the  joys  above. 

788  Seeking  God  early.  C  .M. 

EARLY,  my  God  without  delay, 
I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power, 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King  : 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

789  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God.  CM. 

BEHOLD,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 
That  takes  away  our  guilt ; 
Behold  th'  atoning,  precious  blood, 
That  for  our  sins  was  spilt. 
489 


PRAYER  MEETING. 

2  O  sinner,  now  to  Christ  draw  near, 

Invited  by  his  word — 
The  chief  of  sinners  need  not  fear ; 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 

3  In  every  state,  and  time,  and  place, 

Nought  plead  but  Jesus'  blood , 
However  wretched  be  your  state, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 

7  90  Christ's  presence.  8s  &  6s. 

^TTTHERE  two  or  three  together  meet, 
VV    My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat, 
And  tell  what  I  have  done, 
There  will  I  be, "  said  God,  "to  bless, 
And  every  burden'd  soul  redress, 
Who  worships  at  my  throne." 

2  Make  one  in  this  assembly,  Lord, 
Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word 

To  set  the  spirit  free  ; 
Impart  a  kind,  celestial  show'r, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour 

In  fellowship  with  thee. 

791  Close  of  an  experience  meeting.  Jj.  M. 

WE  now  have  heard  our  brethren  tell 
How  they  escap'd  the  snares  of  hell : 
They  all  relate  that  conqu'ring  grace, 
Which  gives  them  in  the  church  a  place. 

2  The  testimony  they  have  giv'n, 
Now  proves  that  they  are  heirs  of  heav'n ; 
Like  angels  may  they  shine  at  last, 
When  all  this  storm  of  life  is  past. 

792  Union  with  Christ.  8s  &  7s. 

COME,  saints  and  sinners,  hear  me  tell, 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel : 
Who  sav'd  me  from  a  burning  hell, 
'  490 


PRAYER   MEETING. 

And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell, 
And  gave  me  heav'nly  union. 

2  When  Jesus  saw  me  from  on  high, 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie, 

He  look'd  on  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  said  to  me,  as  he  pass'd  by, 
With  God  you  have  no  union. 

3  Then  I  began  to  pray  and  cry  ; 

I  look'd  this  way  and  that  to  fly  ; 
It  grieved  me  sore  that  I  must  die  ; 
I  sought  salvation  for  to  buy; 
Bat  still  I  found  no  union. 

4  Bat  when  I  hated  all  my  sin. 
My  dear  Redeemer  took  me  in, 

And  with  his  blood  he  wash'd  me  clean; 
And,  0 !  what  seasons  I  have  seen, 
E'er  since  I  felt  this  union. 

5  I  prais'd  the  Lord  both  night  and  day, 
I  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray ; 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 

I  always  something  found  to  say 
About  this  heav'nly  union. 

6  Almighty  God,  teach  heart  and  tongue 
To  thee  to  raise  a  grateful  song  : 

All  praises  to  thv  name  belong ; 
Let  Zion  sing,  "  Thy  kingdom  come," 
And  fill  the  world  with  union. 

793  The  soul  given  up  to  Christ.  S.  M. 

ND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give- 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 

My  Jesas  to  receive? 
Nay,  but  I  yield — I  yield  ! 
I  can  hold  out  no  more  : 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compell'd, 
And  own  thee  conqueror. 
491 


A] 


PSAYER  MEETING. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 

My  friends,  my  all  resign  ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  0  take 
And  seal  me  ever  thine. 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove ; 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

791  Self-dedication.  CM. 

WELCOME,  0  Saviour,  to  my  heart ; 
Possess  thy  humble  throne  ; 
Bid  every  rival  hence  depart, 
And  claim  me  for  thine  own. 

2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake, — 

To  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
My  longing  heart,  0  Jesus,  take, 
And  fill  with  love  divine. 

3  0,  may  I  never  turn  aside, 

Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee  ; 
Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide, — ■ 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 

795  Burdened  sovZs  invited.  0.  M. 

YE  burdened  souls,  to  Jesus  come ; 
You  need  not  be  afraid  ; 
He  loves  to  hear  poor  sinners  cry — 
He  loves  to  hear  them  plead. 

2  Ye  humble  souls,  to  Jesus  come  ; 

'T  is  he  who  made  you  see 
Your  wretched,  ruin'd,  helpless  state, 
Your  guilt  and  misery. 

3  Christ  is  a  friend  to  mourning  souls — 

Then  why  should  you  despair, 
Since  Saul  and  Mary  Madgalene 
Found  grace  and  mercy  there  ? 
492 


0 


PRAYER  MEETING. 

Burdened  sinners  invited.  M.  7s. 

COME,  ye  weary  souls  oppressed  ; 
Find  in  Christ  the  promised  rest ; 
On  him  all  your  burdens  roll, — 
He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 
Ye  who  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come,  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
To  the  Son  of  David  cry  : — 
In  his  word  he's  passing  by. 
Naked,  guilty,  poor  and  blind, 
All  your  wants  in  Jesus  find ; 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is: 
Now  accept  the  proffer'd  bliss. 

Wilt  thou  revive  us  again  f  o.  M. 

LORD  !  thy  work  revive 
In  Zion's  gloomy  hour  ; 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  pow'r. 

2  O,  let  thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  pray'r ; 
Their  solemn  vows  again  renew 
And  walk  in  filial  fear! 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 

Till  rebels  shall  obey. 
3  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear, 

Now  listen  to  our  cry  ; 
O,  come  and  bring  salvation  near ! — 

Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

798  Tlianks  rendered,  etc.  CM. 

COME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 
To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues, 
When  we  his  love  proclaim. 
493 


PRAYER  MEETING. 

2  'T  was  by  his  bidding  we  wrere  call'd  . 
In  pain  awhile  to  part  ; 
'T  is  by  his  care  we  meet  again, 
And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 

2  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserv'd 
Our  feet  from  every  snare, 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 

4  0,  may  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  pow'r 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal,  in  works  of  love 
Our  talents  to  employ. 

5  Fast,  fast  our  minutes  fly  away ; 

Soon  shall  our  wand'rings  cease  ; 
Then  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell, 
A  family  of  peace. 

799  Christian  fellowship.  L.  M. 

KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above; 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  meet  together  thus  ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him' 
Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 

And  suffer'd  for  us  here  below  : 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 
494 


PRAYER   MEETING. 

5  Thus — as  the  moments  pass  away — 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore; 
And  hasten  on  that  glorious  day 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

Qflfl  Grateful  acknowledgments.  n    \f 

OUU  Psalm  116 :  12.    ^-  -VJ- 

WHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  kindness  shown? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thine  house 

My  off'ring  shall  be  paid ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

4  Now  I  am  thine— for  ever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand  has  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

5  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

801  "  Look  to  Jesus."  7s. 

*'  T  OOK  to  Jesus  !  "  See,  he  stands 

I  i    Holding  forth  his  bleeding  hands, 
Saying.  "  Come  to  me  for  rest, 
And  be  sav'd  among  the  blest!  " 

2  "  Look  to  Jesus !"    Sinner,  come ! 
Without  Christ,  behold  your  doom  ; 
Present  pain  and  endless  hell ! 
Come,  and  all  mav  vet  be  well ! 
495 


PEAYER   MEETING. 

3  "Look  to  Jesus!"  Mourner,  hear 
Mercy  wliisp'ring  in  your  ear ; 

"  Though  your  sins  as  scarlet  be, 
I  can  cleanse,  and  set  you  free." 

4  "Look  to  Jesus!"  weeping  one! 
Hope,  for  thou  art  not  undone: 
Those  are  blest  who  shed  such  tears; 
He  will  hush  thy  doubts  and  fears. 

5  "  Look  to  Jesus!  "  Christian,  look  ! 
Thy  dear  name  is  in  his  book  ; 
Read  it  there,  and  with  delight, 
Humbly  seek  perfection's  height. 

6  "  Look  to  Jesus !  "  Joy  in  life, 
Cure  for  sin,  and  end  of  strife ; 
Life  in  death,  and  endless  bliss 
Where  the  blessed  Saviour  is! 


0 


Qno  He  forgetlelh  not.  TT    AT 

Isa.49:  15.  JD-  1Vi- 

THOU  that  hearest  prayer ! 
Attend  our  humble  cry; 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high  ; 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word, 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord ! 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 
Their  children  when  they  cry ; 

If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  children's  wants  supply  ; 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  Thou; 
We,  children  of  thy  grace : 

Oh,  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place, 
That  all  may  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 
496 


PRAYER  MEETING. 

$0  3  ^.^  Ms  paths  are  peace.  8  S. 

WE  go  the  way  that  leads  to  God, 
The  way  that  saints  have  ever  trod  ; 
So  let  us  leave  this  sinful  shore, 
For  realms  where  we  shall  die  no  more. 

2  The  ways  of  God  are  ways  of  bliss, 
And  all  his  paths  are  happiness  ; 
Then,  weary  souls,  your  sighs  give  o'er, 
"We're  going  home,  to  die  no  more. 

3  Come,  sinners,  come — oh!  come  along, 
And  join  our  happy  pilgrim  throng ! 
Farewell,  vain  world,  and  all  your  store, 
We're  going  home,  to  die  no  more. 

804  Joys  of  the  Christian.  L.  M. 

PRESERVED  by  thy  almighty  pow'r, 
O  Lord,  our  Maker,  Saviour,  King, 
And  brought  to  see  this  happy  hour, 
We  come  thy  praises  here  to  sing. 

2  We  praise  thee  for  thy  constant  care, 
For  life  preserved,  for  mercies  given; 
0  may  we  still  those  mercies  share ; 
And  taste  the  joys  of  sins  forgiven. 

3  We  praise  thee  for  the  joyful  news 

8f  pardon  through  a  Saviour's  blood : 
Lord,  incline  our  hearts  to  choose 
The  way  to  happiness  and  God. 

4  And  when  our  work  on  earth  is  done, 
Grant,  Lord,  that  we  in  heaven  may  see 
Each  other  faces  'round  thy  throne, 
And  there  forever  happy  be. 

805  We  shall  meet  again.  L.  M. 

ONCE  more  we  press  the  hand  and  part, 
For  we  must  say  farewell  again  ; 
Yet_ still  we  mingle  heart  with  heart, 
Linked  by  a  never-broken  chain. 
(32)  497 


H 


MISSIONARY. 

Still  one  in  life,  and  one  in  death, 

One  in  our  hope  laid  up  above, 
One  in  our  joy,  our  trust,  our  faith, 

One  in  each  other's  steadfast  love. 
Yet  we  must  part,  and,  parting,  weep; 

What  else  has  earth  for  us  in  store 
But  farewell  pangs  so  sharp  and  deep, 

And  farewell  words  so  sad  and  sore  ? 
But  we  shall  meet  again  in  peace, 

To  sing  the  song  of  festal  joy, 
Where  none  shall  bid  oar  gladness  cease, 

And  naught  our  fellowship  destroy. 

806  A  hiding-place.  Ij.  M. 
"AIL,  wondrous  love,  that  first  began 

The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man  ! 
Hail  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  made  for  me  a  hiding-place! 

2  Against  that  God  who  rules  on  high, 
The  purpose  of  my  heart  did  lie  ; 

I  fought  the  councils  of  his  grace — 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding-place  ! 

3  Encompass'd  with  a  fearful  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 
Madly  I  ran  a  sinful  race, 
Despising  mercy's  hiding-place ! 

4  But  lo  !  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  Jesus  to  my  soul  appeared, 
And  offered  me  his  saving  grace, 
And  thus  became  my  hiding-place  ! 

MISSIONARY. 

807  The  appeal  7s  &  6s. 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand  : 
498 


MISSIONARY. 

From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain, 

They  call  us  to  deliver 
Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  ev'ry  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Can  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  light  deny  ? 
Salvation,  0  salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story ; 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole : 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

808  Missionary' 's farewell.  OS,  7s  & 

YES,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee; 
All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well; 
Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell? 
499 


MISSIONARY. 

2  Home,  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely — 

Joys  no  stranger-heart  can  tell ; 
Happy  home,  indeed  I  love  thee: 
Can  I — can  I  say,  "  farewell?" 

Can  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell? 

3  Yes,  I  hasten  from  yon  gladly — 

From  the  scenes  I  love  so  well : 
Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me : 
Lovely  native  land,  farewell: 

Pleased  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

4  In  the  deserts  let  me  labor; 

On  the  mountains  let  me  tell 
How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour — 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell : 

Let  me  hasten, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

5  Bear  me  on,  thou  reckless  ocean ; 

Let  the  winds  my  canvass  swell: 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 
While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell: 

Glad  I  bid  thee, 
Native  land,  farewell — farewell! 

8H9  Missionaries  commended  lo  God.        CM 

FATHER  of  mercies,  condescend 
To  hear  our  fervent  pray'r, 
While  these  our  brethren  we  commend 
To  thy  paternal  care. 

2  Before  them  set  an  open  door  ; 

Their  faithful  labors  bless; 
On  them  thy  Holy  Spirit  pour, 
And  crown  them  with  success. 

3  Endow  them  with  a  heavenly  mind; 

Supply  their  every  need; 
Make  them  in  spirit  meek,  resign'd, 
But  bold  in  word  and  deed. 
500 


MISSIONARY. 

4  In  every  tempting,  trying  hour, 

Uphold  them  by  thy  grace ; 
And  guard  them  by  thy  mighty  pow'r, 
Till  they  shall  end  their  race. 

5  Then,  follow'd  by  a  numerous  train, 

Gather'd  from  heathen  lands, 
A  crown  of  life  may  they  obtain 
From  their  Redeemer's  hands. 

Qlf)  As  ye  go,  preach.  Q    TVf 

°AU  Matt.  10:7.    °*  iVJ  ■ 

YE  messengers  of  Christ, 
Hissov'reign  voice  obey ; 
Arise  and  follow  where  he  leads — 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 

Will  needful  strength  bestow  ; 
Depending  on  his  promis'd  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 

And  hell  in  vain  oppose  ; 
The  cause  is  God's,  and  must  prevail 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

4  Go,  spread  a  Saviour's  fame, 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace 
To  the  most  guilty  and  deprav'd 
Of  Adam's  num'rous  race. 

5  We  wish  you,  in  his  name, 

The  most  divine  success  ; 
Assur'd  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 
Will  your  endeavors  bless. 
811  7s&6s. 

"0,  reapers  of  life's  harvest! 
Why  stand  with  rusted  blade, 
Until  the  night  draws  round  you, 

And  day  begins  to  fade? 
Why  stand  ye  idle,  waiting 
For  reapers  more  to  come  ? 
501 


ff 


SPIRITUAL   DECLENSION. 

The  golden  morn  is  passing. 

Why  sit  ye  idle,  dumb? 
2  Thrust  in  your  sharpened  sickle, 

And  gather  in  the  grain  ; 
The  night  is  fast  approaching, 

And  soon  will  come  again. 
Thy  Master  calls  for  reapers, 

And  shall  he  call  in  vain? 
Shall  sheaves  lie  there  ungathered, 

And  waste  upon  the  plain? 

3  Come  down  from  hill  and  mountain, 

In  morning's  ruddy  glow ; 
Nor  wait  until  the  dial 

Points  to  the  noon  below; 
And  come  with  the  strong  sinew, 

Nor  faint  in  heat  and  cold  ; 
And  pause  not  till  the  evening 

Draws  round  its  wealth  of  gold. 

4  Mount  up  the  heights  of  wisdom, 

And  crush  each  error  low  ; 
Keep  back  no  words  of  knowledge 

That  human  hearts  should  know. 
Be  faithful  to  thy  mission — 

The  service  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  then  a  golden  chaplet 

Shall  be  thy  just  reward. 

SPIRITUAL  DECLENSION. 
812  O,  that  l  were  as  in  months  past  !       0.  M. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood, 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 
2  Soon  as  the  light  the  morn  renew'd, 
His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevail'd 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
502 


SPIRITUAL   DECLENSION. 

3  In  pray'r  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 

4  Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke 

Of  what  his  love  had  done; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke, 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 

5  Now,  when  the  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

6  Eise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail ; 

0,  make  my  soul  thy  care  ! 

I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 

Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

813  Remember  LoVs  wife.  lis. 

YE  careless  professors,  who  rest  on  your  lees, 
Amklst  your  vain  pleasures,  your  profit  and 
ease, 
Now  God  says,  "Arise  and  escape  for  your  life," 
And  look  not  behind  you; — "Remember  Lot's  wife." 

2  Awake  from  your  slumber,  the  warning  receive ; 
'Tis  Jesus  that  warns.you,  the  message  believe  ; 
While  dangers  are  pending,  "  Escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you  ;  remember  Lot's  wife.'' 

3  The  first  bold  apostate  will  tempt  you  to  stray, 
And  tell  you  no  clangers  are  found  in  the  way*; 
He  means  to  deceive  you  ;  4i  Escape  for  your'life, 
And  look  not  behind  you  ;  remember  Lot's  wife." 

4  How  many  poor  souls  has  the  serpent  beguil'd, 
With  vspecious  temptations  how  many  defll'd  ; 
Then  be  not  deluded  ;  "  Escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you;  remember  Lot's  wife." 

5  The  ways  of  religion  true  pleasures  afford  ; 
No  pleasures  can  equal  the  joys  of  the  Lord  ; 
Forsake  then  the  world,  and  "  Escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you;  remember  Lot's  wife." 

6  But  if  you  determine  the  call  to  refuse, 

And  venture  the  way  of  destruction  to  choose, 
For  hell  you  must  part  with  the  blessings  of  life, 
And  then,  if  not  now,  vou'll  r-emember  Lot's  wife. 
"503 


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SPIRITUAL   DECLENSION. 

814  Loss  of  first  love.  C.  M. 

THAT  I  were  as  heretofore, 
When  warm  in  my  firsjb  love; 
I  only  lived  my  God  t'  adore, 
And  seek  the  things  above. 

2  Upon  my  head  his  candle  shone, 

And,  lavish  of  his  grace, 
With  cords  of  love  he  drew  me  on, 
And  half  unveil'd  his  face. 

3  Far,  far  above  all  earthly  things, 

Triumphantly  I  rode ; 
I  soared  to  heaven  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  found,  and  talk'd  with  God. 

4  Where  am  I  now?  from  what  a  height 

Of  happiness  cast  down  ! 
The  glory's  swallow'd  up  in  night, 
And  faded  is  the  crown. 

5  0  God,  thou  art  my  home,  my  rest, 

For  which  I  sigh  in  pain; 
How  shall  I  'scape  into  thy  breast? 
My  Eden  how  regain? 

815  The  barren  fig  tree.  7  s. 

BARREN  still  this  tree  is  found, 
Lo!  it  cumbers  still  the  ground  ; 
Culture  it  has  had  for  years, 
But  as  yet  no  fruit  appears. 
Cut  it  down, — why  all  this  toil? 
It  no  more  shall  curse  the  soil. 

2  But  the  dresser  cries,  "  Forbear ! 
Let  it  stand  another  year  : 

Still  it  shall  my  care  employ; 
Then,  if  fruit  appears,  with  joy 
At  thy  feet  it  shall  be  laid. 
And  my  care  be  well  repaid." 

3  Lord,  this  parable's  for  me ; 
I'm  that  dead  and  fruitless  tree ; 

504 


SPIRITUAL   DECLENSION. 

I  within  the  vineyard  stand, 
Planted  by  thy  gracious  hand  ; 
Yet  with  all  the  dresser's  care, 
Scarcely  any  fruit  I  bear. 

4  I  have  peaceful  Sabbath  days, 

I  have  hours  of  pray'r  and  praise: 
Faithful  sermons,  they  are  mine, 
Threat'nings,  promises  divine, 
All  that  wsidom  could  devise, 
Lent  in  mercy  from  the  skies. 

5  Yet  my  heart  is  cold  and  dead, 
Like  a  branch  that's  withered; 
Yet  my  hands  inactive  prove, 
To  promote  the  cause  I  love  ; 
Blessed  Jesus!  can  there  be 
Life  in  such  a  barren  tree? 

6  0 !  for  grace  this  year  to  be 
All  that  God  delights  to  see ; 
O !  for  wisdom  from  above, 
Every  moment  to  improve; 
And  when  time  has  pass'd  away, 
0,  for  mercy  in  that  day ! 

■  Returning  to  God.  Q    J£ 

HOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
Has  wandered  from  the  Lord! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 

Forgetful  of  his  word ! 
Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls,  "  Eeturn !" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn ; 

0,  take  the  wanderer  home ! 
And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove? 
And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live. 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 
505 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

4  Almighty  grace !  thy  healing  pow'r, 

How  glorious — how  divine! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
A  heart  so  vile  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love— so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore; 
0  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

817  Returning  to  God's  people.  7s. 

PEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 
I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 
Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 
Turns — a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O,  receive  me  into  rest ! 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  clouds,  the  wind,  the  wave ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave 

4  Aline  the  God  whom  you  adore — 
Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine: 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more— 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

OiO  Pardon  implored  in  danger.      OS  &   «S. 

kRE  AD  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations ! 
From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications; 
Now  for  their  deliv'rance  rise. 


D 


2  Lo  !  with  deep  contrition  turning, 
In  thy  holy  place  we  bend : 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning ; 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 
506 


SPECIAL   OOJAS1.0SE. 

3  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 

Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding — 

Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 

4  Let  that  mercy  veil  transgression  ; 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface ; 
Save  thy  people  from  oppression  ; 
Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 

819  Praise  for  national  blessings.  L.  M 

ALMIGHTY  Sov'reign  of  the  skies 
To  thee  let  son^s  of  gladness  rise, 
Each  grateful  heart  its  tribute  bring, 
And  every  voice  thy  goodness  sing. 

2  From  thee  our  choicest  blessings  flow  ; 
Life,  health  and  strength  thy  handsbestow : 
The  daily  good  thy  creatures  share, 
Springs  from  thy  providential  care. 

3  The  rich  profusion  nature  yields, 
The  harvest  waving  o'er  the  fields, 
The  cheering  light,  refreshing  show'r, 
Are  gifts  from  thy  exhaustless  store; 

4  From  thee  proceed  domestic  ties  ; 
Connubial  bliss,  parental  joys  ; 
On  thy  support  the  nations  stand, 
Obedient  to  thy  high  command. 

5  Let  every  pow'r  of  heart  and  tongue, 
Unite  to  swell  the  grateful  song; 
While  age  and  youth  in  chorus  join, 
To  praise  the  majesty  divine. 

H20  The  joy  in  harvest.  L.  M. 

aREAT  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 
And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favor  still  doth  crown  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 
2  The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat : — 
"Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat;" 
507 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

"  The  joy  of  harvest,"  we  have  known : 
The  praise,  0  Lord,  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stor'd, 
O  give  us  hearts  to  bless  the  Lord  ! 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 

Our  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace  : 
Mature  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  us  below. 

5  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 

821  The  God  of harvest.  6s  &  4s. 

THE  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
In  loud  thanksgiving  raise 
Hand,  heart  and  voice  ; 
The  valleys  smile  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 
The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Yea,  bless  his  holy  name,_ 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth  ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty — but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot, 

Amidst  your  mirth 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
Hands,  hearts  and  voices,  raise 

With  sweet  accord ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 
508 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

822  Travler's  melody.  8s,  7s  &   4. 

THOU  who  art  the  ever  present 
And  all-seeing  gracious  God, 
Make  our  journey  useful,  pleasant, 
Guard  and  bless  us  on  the  road ; 

As  we  travel— 
Trav'ling  still  to  thine  abode. 

2  In  this  journey,  and  life's  travel, 
Go  with  us — thy  love  display  ; 
May  we  see  a  bright  to-morrow 

Through  the  storm-clouds  of  to-day  ; 

Give  thine  angels 
Charge  to  keep  us  on  the  way. 

QOQ  The  Christian  voyage.  Qo  Ar  A. 

°*3  Heb.  6:19.      °b  *  * 

WHEN  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer, 
And  seas  are  calm,  and  skies  are 
And  faith,  in  lively  exercise,      [clear, 
Sees  distant  fields  of  Canaan  rise, 
The  soul  for  joy  then  spreads  her  wings, 
And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings, 
Vain  world,  adieu. 

2  With  cheerful  hope,  her  eyes  explore 
Each  land-mark  on  the  distant  shore, 
The  trees  of  life,  the  pastures  green, 
The  golden  streets,  the  crystal  stream  : 
Again  for  joy  she  spreads  her  wings. 
And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings, 

I'm  going  home. 

3  The  nearer  still  "she  draws  to  land, 
More  eager  all  her  powers  expand ; 
With  steady  helm,  and  free-bent  sail, 
Her  anchor  drops  within  the  vail — ■ 
And  now  for  joy  she  folds  her  wings, 
And  her  celestial  sonnet  sings, 

I'm  safe  at  home. 
509 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

824  Reign  of  intemperance.  C.  M. 

INTEMPERANCE,  like  a  raging  flood, 
Is  sweeping  o'er  the  land  ; 
Its  dire  effects,  in  tears  and  blood, 
Are  traced  on  every  hand. 

2  It  still  flows  on,  and  bears  away 

Ten  thousands  to  their  doom  ; 
Who  shall  the  mighty  torrent  stay. 
And  disappoint  the  tomb? 

3  Almighty  God,  no  hand  but  thine 

Can  check  this  flowing  tide ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  power  divine, 
And  bid  the  flood  subside. 

4  Dry  up  the  source  from  whence  it  flows ; 

Destroy  its  fountain-head  ; 
That  dire  intemp'rance  and  its  woes 
No  more  the  earth  o'erspread. 

8*25  The  fast-revolving  year.  C.  M. 

T)  EMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 
J\j     Of  the  revolving  year  ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round  ! 
How  short  the  months  appear! 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  has  done. 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet,  like  an  idle  tale,  we  pass 

The  swift  revolving  year, 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Arrest,  0  Lord,  my  wand'ring  heart, 

Its  great  concerns  to  see, 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 
51.0 


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SPECIAL    OCCASIONS. 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 
If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joys  beyond  the  skies. 

826  Autumn.  C.  M. 
"OW  let  us  raise  our  voices  high, 

"And  bless  the  liberal  hand 
Of  him  who  rules  above  the  sky, 
And  smiles  upon  the  land. 

2  He  gives  us  fruitful  trees  and  fields, — 

The  autumn's  ample  store; 
With  all  the  comforts  nature  yields, 
To  bless  both  rich  and  poor. 

3  But  autumn  does  not  lessons  teach 

Of  gratitude  alone : 
It  brings  its  warning  voice,  to  reach 
Our  hearts,  so  thoughtless  grown. 

4  It  warns  us,  by  each  chilly  eve, 

And  every  shortening  day — 
By  every  fading,  dropping  leaf — 
We,  too,  must  pass  away. 

5  May  holy  love  and  fear  combine, 

Our  conduct  to  control; 
And  rich  supplies  of  grace  divine, 
Renew  and  save  each  soul. 

827  Prayer  of  the  aged.  C.   M. 

ETERNAL  God,  enthroned  on  high, 
Whom  angel  hosts  adore — 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh; 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  0,  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 
And  keep  my  passions  cool ; 
Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practice  every  rule. 
511 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on ; 

What's  human  must  decay; 
My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

4  Ah,  no!  then  smooth  the  mortal  hour; 

On  thee  my  hope  depends; 
Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 

828  Sick-bed  hymn.  G.  M. 

DISEASES  are  thy  servants,  Lord  ; 
They  come  at  thy  command ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word 
Against  thy  chast'ning  hand. 

2  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were; 
May  I  be  well  prepared  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 

3  But  if  my  life  be  spared  awhile, 

Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

829  A  birth-day hymn.  CM, 
OED  of  my  life,  whose  word  and  pow'r 

Did  first  inspire  my  breath, 
Thy  hand  has  kept  me,  to  this  hour, 
From  danger  and  from  death. 


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2  Spared  to  commence  another  year, 

The  past  I  now  review: 
How  num'rous  do  my  sins  appear, 
How  great  thy  mercies,  too ! 

3  I  thank  thee  for  thy  tender  care 

Through  all  my  earlier  days, 
And  for  each  privilege  I  share, 
That  still  thy  love  displays. 
512 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

4  For  Jesus'  sake,  my  sins  forgive, 

And  strengthen  me  in  grace ; 
That  to  thy  glory  I  may  live, 
And  run  the  Christian  race. 

5  How  long  or  short  my  course  may  be, 

'T  is  not  for  me  to  know ; 
But  may  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee, 
And  in  thy  favor  grow. 

830  New  Year's  Day.  C.  M. 

^TOTV,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal, 
And  make  thy  glory  known, 
Now,  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 


N 


Help  us  to  venture  near  thy  throne 
And  plead  a  Saviour's  name  ; 

For  all  that  we  can  call  our  own, 
Is  vanity  and  shame. 

From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin, 

May  mercy  set  us  free, 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin, 

Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 

And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  lov'd  before. 


831  Recovery  from  sickness.  C  M. 

LOVE  the  Lord ;  he  heard  my  cries, 
And  pitied  ev'ry  groan  ; 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 


I 


I  love  the  Lord ;  he  bow'd  his  ear, 
And  chased  my  grief  away ; 

0,  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 
"While  I  have  breath  to  pray ! 
(33)  513 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

3  My  flesh  declined,  my  spirit  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  dead ; 
While  inward  pangs,  and  fears  of  hell, 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

4  "  My  God,"  I  cried,  "thy  servant  save, 

Thou  ever  good  and  just; 
Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave, 
Thy  power  is  all  my  trust." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distress'd; 

He  bade  my  pains  remove ; 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

(>  My  God  has  saved  my  soul  from  death, 
And  dried  my  falling  tears ; 
Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

Coo     A  prayer  for  an  increase  of  laborers.     Q     AT 

ALU t 1.  «/  •  co. 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 
Thy  needy  servants'  cry ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  pray'r, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view ; 
The  harvest,  Lord,  is  truly  great     • 
The  laborers  are  few. 

3  Anoint  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  church  abroad ; 
Thy  Spirit  on  their  spirits  pour,  • 
-    And  make  them  strong  for  God, 

4  O,  let  them  spread  thy  name, 

Their  mission  fully  prove; 
Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 
Thine  all-redeeming  love. 
514 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

833  Sabbath  morni?ig.    II.  M.  (jS  &  8s. 

WELCOME,  delightful  morn, 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ! 
I  hail  thy  kind  return ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest! 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
I  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  till  his  throne  of  grace; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face. 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  pow'rs ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours  : 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  indulged  in  vain. 

834  Pilgrims'  farewell.  Jj.  M. 

FAREWELL,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along, 
Nor  waits  for  mortal  care  or  bliss  : 
I  leave  you  here  to  travel  on, 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 

2  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

Ik)  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love; 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  we  ere  long  shall  meet  above. 

3  Fare-well,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross: 

You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heav'n  ; 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross; 
Fight  on — the  crown  will  soon  be  given. 
1  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners,  too  ; 
It  grieves  my  soul  to  leave  }rou  here  : 
Eternal  sorrow  waits  for  you  ; 
O  !  turn,  and  find  saltation  near. 
515 


M 


PARENTAL  HYMNS. 

PARENTAL  HYMNS. 

835  Parental  entreaty.  o.  M. 
Y  son,  know  thou  the  Lord ; 

Thy  father's  God  obey ; 
Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 

His  guardian  hand  by  day. 
Call,  while  he  maybe  found; 

O,  seek  him  while  he's  near  ; 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 

And  worship  him  with  fear. 

If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry ; 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 

His  grace  forever  nigh. 

Yield,  then,  to  love  divine, 

Break  off  your  sins  to-day ; 
Accept  the  Saviour's  pardoning  grace, 

Believe,  repent,  and  pray. 

836  Prayer  for  children's  conversion.  0.  M. 
LOUD,  behold  us  at  thy  feet, 
A  small  paternal  band ; 

As  suppliants  'round  thy  mercy-seat, 
We  come  at  thy  command. 

2  'Tis  for  our  children  we  would  plead, 

The  offspring  thou  hast  giv'n  ; 
Where  shall  we  so,  in  time  of  need, 
But  to  the  God  of  heav'n  ? 

3  We  ask  not  for  them  wealth  and  fame, 

Amid  the  worldly  strife; 
But,  in  thy  all-prevailing  name, 
We  ask  eternal  life. 

4  We  seek  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  grace, 

To  make  them  pure  in  heart. 
That  they  may  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  see  thee  as  thou  art. 
516 


0 


FAEENTAL  HYMNS. 

837  Gentleness  the  fruit  of  the  Spirit.         CM. 

SPEAK  gently !  it  is  better  far 
To  rule  by  love  than  fear ; 
Speak  gently !  let  not  harsh  words  mar 
The  good  we  might  do  here. 

2  Speak  gently  to  the  little  child 

Its  love  be  sure  to  gain ; 
Teach  it  in  accents  soft  and  mild : 
It  may  not  long  remain. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  young  ;  for  they 

Will  have  enough  to  bear; 
Pass  through  this  life  as  best  they  may, 
'  T  is  full  of  anxious  care. 

4  Speak  gently!  'tis  a  little  thing, 

Dropp'd  in  the  heart's  deep  well  ; 
The  good,  the  joy  which  it  may  bring 
Eternity  shall  tell. 

838  Love  at  home.  7s  &  5s. 

THERE  is  beauty  all  around, 
When  there's  love  at  home; 
There  is  joy  in  every  sound, 

When  there's  love  at  home. 
Peace  and  plenty  here  abide, 
Smiling  sweet  on  every  side, 
Time  doth  softly,  sweetly  glide, 
When  there's  love  at  home. 
Love  at  home, 
Love  at  home, 
Time  doth  softly,  sweetly  glide, 
When  there's  love  at  home. 

2  In  the  cottage  there  is  joy, 
When  there's  love  at  home ; 
Hate  and  envy  ne'er  annoy, 

When  there's  love  at  home. 
Roses  blossom  'neath  our  feet, 
517 


PARENTAL  HYMNS. 

All  the  earth's  a  garden  sweet, 
Making  life  a  bliss  complete, 

When  there's  love  at  home. 
Kindly  heaven  smiles  above, 

When  there's  love  at  home; 
All  the  earth  is  filled  with  love, 

Where  there's  love  at  home. 
Sweeter  sings  the  brooklet  by, 
Brighter  beams  the  azure  sky ; 
0,  there's  One  who  smiles  on  high, 

When  there's  love  at  home. 
Jesus,  make  me  wholly  thine, 

Then  there's  love  at  home; 
May  thy  sacrifice  be  mine, 

Then  there's  love  at  home. 
Safely  from  all  harm  I'll  rest, 
With  no  sinful  care  distressed, 
Thro'  thy  ten  der  mercy  blessed, 

With  thy  love  at  home. — 

839  God's  works  recounted  to  posterity.      0.  M. 

ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Which  God  performed  of  old — 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practice  his  commands. 
518 


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PARENTAL  HYMNS. 

840  Maternal  association.  0.  M. 

GREAT  God,  we  would  to  thee  make 
Each  fond  maternal  care;     [known 
Eor  this  we  gather  'round  thy  throne, 
And  bring  our  children  there. 

2  Lord,  hear  the  parents'  earnest  cry, 

And  save  our  children  dear ; 
Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 
And  fill  them  with  thy  fear. 

3  0  make  them  love  thy  holy  law, 

And  joyful  walk  therein ; 
Their  hearts  to  new  obedience  draw, 
Save  them  from  every  sin. 

841  Parents'1  prayer.  o.  M. 
I  AVE  all  my  children,  Lord! 


s 


For  less  I  dare  not  ask : 
I  know  thou  wilt  fulfil  thy  word, 
If  I  fulfil  my  task. 

2  Thy  word  is,  "Work  and  pray; 

Toil  on,  'mid  hopes  and  fears ; 
The  sowing  brings  the  reaping  day. 
The  harvest  follows  tears." 

3  0,  let  me  strive  to  be 

The  laborer  thou  wilt  bless. 
And  hourly  offer  unto  thee 
The  'works  of  righteousness. 

4  Yet,  when  my  best  is  done, 

'T  is  sin  and  folly  still ; 
My  only  plea  is  that  thy  Son 
Wrought  out  thy  perfect  will. 

5  Then  hear  me  while  I  ask, 

"  Save  all  my  children,  Lord  !" 
While  I,  in  faith,  fulfil  my  task, 
Do  thou  fulfil  thy  word. 
519 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS  AND  DEATH. 

FRAILTY,  SICKNESS  AND  DEATH. 

$42  Life  passing  away.  VS  &  6s. 

S  flows  the  rapid  river, 


A! 


With  channel  broad  and  free, 
Its  waters  rippling  ever, 

And  hasting  to  the  sea; 
So  life  is  onward  flowing, 

And  days  of  offered  peace, 
An^man  is  swiftly  going 

Where  calls  of  mercy  cease. 

2  As  moons  are  ever  waning, 

As  hastes  the  sun  away, 
As  stormy  winds,  complaining, 

Bring  on  the  wintry  day ; 
So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us — 

The  darkness  of  the  grave ; 
And  death  is  just  before  us — 

God  takes  the  life  he  gave. 

3  Say,  hath  thy  heart  its  treasure 

Laid  up  in  worlds  above  ? 
And  is  it  all  thy  pleasure 

Thy  God  to  praise  and  love? 
Beware,  lest  death's  dark  river 

Its  billows  o'er  thee  roll, 
And  thou  lament  forever 

The  ruin  of  thy  soul. 

8i3  F°r  sundry  occasions.  0.  M. 

COME,  let  us  now  forget  our  mirth, 
And  think  that  we  must  die ; 
What  are  our  best  delights  on  earth, 
Compared  with  those  on  high  ? 

2  Our  pleasures  here  will  soon  be  past, 
Our  brightest  joys  decay; 
But  pleasures  there  forever  last, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 
520 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS  AND  DEATH. 

3  Here  sins  and  sorrows  we  deplore, 

With  many  cares  distressed ; 
But  there  the  mourners  weep  no  more, 
And  there  the  weary  rest. 

4  Our  dearest  friends,  when  death  shall  call, 

At  once  must  hence  depart; 
But  there  we  hope  to  meet  them  all, 
And  never,  never  part. 

5  Then  let  us  love  and  serve  the  Lord, 

With  all  our  ransomed  pow'rs; 
And  we  shall  gain  this  great  reward, 
This  glory  shall  be  ours. 

844  Dying  Christian.  P.  M. 

IITHAT'S  this  that  steals,  that  steals  upon  my 
V V    Is  it  death  ?— Is  it  death  ?  [frame  ? 

That  soon  will  quench— will  quench  this  mortal 
Is  it  death  ?— Is  it  death  ?  [flame  ? 

If  this  he  death,  I  soon  shall  be 
From  every  pain  anrl  sorrow  free: 
1  shall  the  King  of  glory  see  ;— 
All  is  well !— All  is  well ! 

2  Weep  not,  my  friends— ray  friends, weep  not  for  me; 

All  is  well !— All  is  well ! 
My  sins  are  pardon 'd,  pardon'd — I  am  free  ; 

All  is  well !— All  is  well ! 
There's  not  a  cloud  that  doth  arise, 
To  hide  my  Saviour  from  my  eyes  : 
I  soon  shall  mount  the  upper  skies  :— 

All  is  well !— All  is  well ! 

3  Tune,tune  your  harps— your  harps,  ye  saints  above; 

All  is  well !— All  is  well ! 
I  will  rehearse— rehearse  redeeming  love  ; 
All'is  well !— Ad  is  well ! 
Bright  angels  are  from  glory  come  ; 
They're  'round  my  bed,  they're  in  my  room: 
They  wait  to  waft  my  spirit  home  ;— 
All  is  well !— All  is  well ! 
I  Hark  !  hark !  my  Lord  anrl  Master  calls  for  me  ; 
All  is  well !— All  is  well  ! 
I  soon  his  face,  in  glory  bright,  shall  see  ; 
All  is  well !— All  is  well ! 
Farewell,  dear  friends,— adieu — arlieu  ; 
1  can  no  longer  stay  with  you  : 
My  glittering  crown  appears  in  view  ;— 
All  is  well !— All  is  well ! 
521 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS  AND  DEATH. 

845        Serious  thoughts  under  affliction.        0.  M. 
Y  life  declines,  my  strength  is  gone, 


M 


Disease  and  pains  prevail 
Death  threatens  to  arrest  me  soon, 
My  heart  and  flesh  do  fail. 

2  Soon  I  must  leave  this  body  here, 

Soon  must  my  soul  away  ; 
O,  awful  thought !  my  soul,  prepare 
For  that  tremendous  day! 

3  But  how  shall  I  prepare  my  heart, 

Eternal  life  to  gain  ? 
Jesus,  thy  grace,  thy  strength  impart, 
For  all  I  do  is  vain. 

4  Renew'd  and  justified  by  grace, 

Complete  I  then  shall  stand 
Before  th'  almighty  Father's  face, 
When  he'll  my  life  demand. 

846  -4  lively  hope.  0.    M. 

SWEET  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope, 
That,  when  my  change  shall  come, 
Angels  will  hover  'round  my  bed, 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

2  There  shall  my  disembodied  soul 
View  Jesus,  and  adore ; 
Be  with  his  likeness  satisfied, 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

6  Soon,  too,  my  slumb'ring  dust  shall  hear 
The  trumpet's  quickening  sound, 
And  by  my  Saviour's  power  rebuilt, 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

If  such  the  views  which  grace  unfolds, 

Faint  as  they  are  below, 
What  rapture  must  the  church  above 

In  Jesus'  presence  know! 
522 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS  AND  DEATH. 

847  Death  of  a  child.  0.  M. 

LIFE  is  a  span — a  fleeting  hour : 
How  soon  the  vapor  flies  ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flow'r, 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  The  once-loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

4  Cease,  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears ; 

Thy  Saviour  dwells  on  high  ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears; 
There  joys  shall  never  die. 

8X8  Weep  not.  P.M. 

SHED  not  a  tear  o'er  your  friend's  early  bier, 
When  I  am  gone — when  1  am  gone ; 
Smile,  if  the  slow-tolling  hell  you  should  hear, 

When  I  am  gone — I  am  gone. 
"Weep  not  for  me,  when  you  stand  'round  my 
Think  who  has  died  his  beloved  to  save  ;  [grave, 
Think  of  the  crown  all  the  ransomed  shall  have, 
When  I  am  gone — I  am  gone. 

2  Shed  not  a  tear,  when  you  stand  'round  my  grave, 

When  I  am  gone — when  I  am  gone ; 
Sing  a  sweet  song  unto  him  who  doth  save, 

When  I  am  gone— 1  am  gone. 
Sing  to  the  Lamb,  who  on  earth  once  was  slain  ; 
Sing  to  the  Lamb,  who  in  heaven  doth  reign; 
Sing,  till  the  world  shall  be  fill'il  with  his  name, 

When  I  am  gone — I  am  gone. 

3  Plant  ye  a  tree,  which  may  wave  over  me, 

When  I  am  gone — when  1  am  gone ; 
Sing  ye  a  song,  if  my  grave  you  should  see, 

When  1  am  gone — I  am  gone. 
Come,  at  the  close  of  a  bright  summer  day; 
Come,  when  the  sun  sheds  its  last  ling'rin'g  ray ; 
Come,  and  rejoice  that  I  thus  pass'd  away, 

When  1  am  gone — I  am  gone. 
522 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS    AND   DEATH. 

849      The  righteous  have  peace  in  death.     OS  &  8s 
0  to  thy  rest  in  peace ; 


G 


And  soft  be  thy  repose: 
Thy  toils  are  o'er,  thy  troubles  cease ; 
From  earthly  cares,  in  sweet  release, 
Thine  eye-lids  gently  close. 

2  Go  to  thy  peaceful  rest, 

For  thee  we  need  not  weep; 
Since  thou  art  now  among  the  blest, 
No  more  by  sin  and  sorrow  pressed, 

But  hushed  in  quiet  sleep. 

3  Go  to  thy  rest;  and  while 

Thy  absence  we  deplore, 
One  thought  our  sorrow  shall  beguile, 
For  soon  with  a  celestial  smile, 

We'll  meet  to  part  no  more. 

850  Meditation  on  the  tomb.  CM. 

HOW  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave, 
Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 
Th'  appointed  place,  by  heaven's  decree, 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 

2  There  servants,  masters,  small  and  great, 

Partake  the  same  repose  ; 
And  there  in  peace  the  ashes  mix 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

3  All,  level'd  by  the  hand  of  death, 

Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb, 
Till  God  in  judgment  calls  them  forth  , 
To  meet  their  final  doom. 

4  0  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 

When  earth  and  seas  are  fled, 
And  hear  the  judge  pronounce  my  name, 
With  blessings  on  rny  head. 
524 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS   AND   DEATH. 

851  Sing  to  me  of  Heaven.  b.  M. 

OSING  to  me  of  heaven, 
When  I  am  calPd  to  die  * 
Sing  songs  of  holy  ecstasy, 
To  waft  my  soul  on  high ! 

2  When  cold  and  sluggish  drops 

Roll  off  my  pallid  brow, 
Burst  forth  in  strains  of  joyfulness: 
Let  heaven  begin  below  i, 

3  When  the  last  moment  comes, 

O,  watch  my  dying  face, 
And  catch  the  bright,  seraphic  gleam, 
Which  o'er  each  feature  plays. 

4  Then,  to  my  raptur'd  ears, 

Let  one  sweet  song  be  given — 

Let  music  charm  me  last  on  earth, 

And  greet  me  first  in  heaven. 

5  Then  close  my  sightless  eyes, 

And  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
And  clasp  my  pale  and  icy  hands, 
Upon  my  lifeless  breast: — 

6  Then  'round  my  senseless  clay 

Assemble  those  I  love, 
And  sing  of  heaven,  delightful  heav'n, 
My  glorious  home  above. 

852  The  uncertainty  of  life  C«  M, 

BENEATH  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 
Is  equal  warning  given ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven. 


Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 
And  lurks  in  every  now'r; 

Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 
525 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS   AND  DEATH. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  at  the  tomb  ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

5  Turn,  mortal,  turn — thy  danger  know ; 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 

6  Turn,  sinner,  turn  :  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  divinely  given : 
The  forms  which  underneath  thee  lie 
Shall  live,  in  hell  or  heaven. 


853      Moses  dying  in  the  embraces  of  God.       C.  M, 
,EATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 
If  God  be  with  us  there; 
We  may  walk  through  the  darkest  shade, 
And  never  vield  to  fear. 


D1 


2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land, 
M}r  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clasp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  arms, 

I  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 
526 


D1 


FRAILTY,.  SICKNESS   AND   DEATH. 

854  To  a  departed  saint.  C  M. 

kEAR  as  thou  wast,  and  justly  clear, 
We  will  not  weep  for  thee  : 
One  thought  shall  check  the  starting  tear: 
It  is,  that  thou  art  free. 

2  And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  pow'r 

The  tears  of  love  restrain : 
0,  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 
Could  wish  thee  here  again? 

3  Triumphant  in  thy  closing  eye 

The  hope  of  glory  shone; 
Joy  breathed  in  thy  expiring  sigh, 
To  think  the  race  was  run. 

4  The  passing  spirit  gently  fled, 

Sustain'd  by  grace  divine; 
0,  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed, 
And  make  our  end  like  thine. 

QZ&  Brevity  of  life.  f]    1M" 

Gen.  48  :  9.  Kjm  1VJ- 

UR  days,  alas !  our  mortal  days 
Are  short  and  wretched  too; 
Evil  and  few,"  the  patriarch  says, 
And  well  the  patriarch  knew. 

2  '  T  is  but  at  best  a  narrow  bound, 

That  heav'n  allows  to  men; 
And  pains  and  sins  run  thro'  the  round 
Of  three  score  years  and  ten. 

3  Let  heav'nly  love  prepare  my  soul, 

And  call  her  to  the  skies. 
Where  years  of  long  salvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

856  7,6s&8. 

BROTHER,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ! 
We  will  not  weep  for  thee, 
For  thou  art  now  where  oft  on  earth 
Thy  spirit  longed  to  be. 
527 


0 


E 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS    AND   DEATH. 

2  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ! 
Thine  is  an  earthly  tomb ; 

But  Jesus  summoned  thee  away — 
Thy  Saviour  called  thee  home. 

3  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest! 
Thy  toils  and  cares  are  o'er ; 

And  sorrow,  pain  and  suffering, 
Shall  ne'er  distress  thee  more. 

4  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ! 
Thy  sins  are  all  forgiv'n ; 

And  saints  in  light  have  welcomed  thee 
To  share  the  joys  of  heav'n. 

857  The  summons  of  death.  8s,  81. 

"OW  solemn  the  signal  I  hear ! 

The  summons  that  calls  me  away, 
In  regions  unknown  to  appear  : 

How  shall  I  the  summons  obey? 
What  scenes  in  that  world  shall  arise, 

When  life's  latest  sigh  shall  be  fled, 
And  darkness  has  seal'd  up  mine  eyes, 

And  deep  in  the  dust  I  am  laid? 
No  longer  the  world  can  I  view, 

The  scenes  which  so  long  I  have  known ; 
My  friends,  I  must  bid  you  adieu, 

For  here  I  must  travel  alone : 
Yet  here  my  Redeemer  has  trod, 

His  hallowed  .footsteps  I  know ; 
I'll  trust  for  defence  to  his  rod, 

And  lean  on  his  staff  as  I  go. 
Dear  Shepherd  of  Israel,  lead  on, 

My  soul  follows  hard  after  thee  ; 
The  phantoms  of  death  are  all  down, 

When  Jesus  my  Shepherd  I  see. 
Dear  brethren  and  sisters,  I  go 

To  wait  your  arrival  above; 
Be  faithful,  and  soon  you  shall  know 

The  triumphs  and  joys  of  his  love. 
528 


FRAILTY,  SICKNESS    AND    DEATH. 

858  Death  of  an  infant.  C.  M 

WE  lay  thee  in  the  silent  tomb, 
Sweet  blossom  of  a  day; 
We  just  began  to  view  thy  bloom, 
When  thou  wert  call'd  away. 

2  Friendship  and  love  have  done  their  last 

And  now  can  do  no  more: 

The  bitterness  of  death  is  past, 

And  all  thy  sufferings  o'er. 

3  Thy  gentle  spirit  passed  away 

'Mid  pain  \  he  most  severe  ; 
So  great  we  could  not  wish  thy  stay 
A  moment  longer  here. 

4  0,  who  could  wish  thy  longer  stay 

In  such  a  world  as  this, 
Since  thou  hast  gain'd  the  realms  of  day 
And  pure,  undying  bliss  ? 

859  Death  of  a  sister.  C.  M 

DEATH  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 
A  sister  from  our  side  : 
Just  in  the  morning  of  her  day, 
As  young  as  we,  she  died. 

2  Perhaps  our  time  may  be  as  short, 
Our  days  may  fly  as  fast : 
0  Lord,  impress  the  solemn  thought 
That  this  may  be  our  last ! 

i  We  cannot  tell  who  next  may  fall 
Beneath  thy  chastening  rod; 
One  must  be  first — 0,  may  we  all 
Prepare  to  meet  our  God ! 

i  All  needful  help  is  thine  to  give  ; 
To  thee  our  souls  apply 
For  grace  to  teach  us  how  to  live, 
And  make  us  fit  to  die. 
(34)  529 


I  FEAILTY,  SICKNESS  AND  DEATH, 

f 

J  Death  of  an  aged  saint.  ±j.  M. 

GO  to  thy  rest,  with* sorrow  worn, 
With  burdens  bowed,  with  woos  oppressed 
■    By  storms  and  tempests  tossed  and  torn, 
All  now  is  calm  ;  go  to  thy  rest. 

2  Go  to  thy  rest ;  thy  pains  are  past ; 

Thy  groans  and  sighs  and  tears  are  o'er  ; 
Thy  soft  repose  has  come  at  last  : 
Go,  rest  in  hope,  and  weep  no  more. 

3  Go  to  thy  rest ;  in  Jesus  sleep, 

With  heaven's  own  blessing  on  thee  shed  ; 
For  thee  Ave  have  no  tears  to  weep  ; 
Rest,  with  the  holy,  blessed  dead. 

4  Go  to  thy  i-est;   thy  Lord  shall  come. 

And  vanquished  death  shall  lose  his  sting; 
Then,  rising  from  the  rending  tomb, 
Behold  thy  God,  and  wake  and  sing. 

5  Go  to  thy  slumbers  ;  close  thine  eyes ; 

This  brief  repose  no  terror  brings ; 
Thy  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  rise 
On  thee,  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

861  The  dying  saint' 's  farewell.  C  M 

DEAR  friends,  farewell,  I  go  to  dwell 
With  Jesus  Christ  on  high  ; 
There  for  to  sing  praise  to  my  King 
To  all  eternity. 

2  While  I've  been  here,  you  have  been  dear; 
I've  always  found  you  kind  ; 
But  now  thro'  grace  I  quit  this  place, 
And  leave  you  all  behind. 

c  Weep  not  for  me,  for  here  you  see 
My  trials  have  been  great ; 
But  now  ('tis  true)  I  bid  adieu, 
And  change  my  mournful  state. 

i  'T  will  not  be  long  before  the  throng 
Will  all  together  be  ; 
And  you  that  know  the  Lord  below, 
Shall  then  your  Saviour  see. 
530 


HEAVEN. 

5  There  we  shall  join  in  songs  divine, 

God's  holy'  name  shall  praise, 
And  view  Christ's  smiles,  forget  the  toils 
Of  these  few  evil  days. 

6  There  we  shall  stand  at  his  right  hand, 

And  in  his  presence  dwell, 

And  him  adore  forever  more, 

So,  brethren,  now  farewell. 

HEAVEN. 
62  Christian's  home.  6  s  &  4s. 

I'M  but  a  stranger  here — 
Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear — 

Heaven  is  my  home : 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
'Round  me  on  every  hand — 
Heaven  is  my  father-land, 
Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What,  though  the  tempests  rage? 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage — 

Heaven  is  my  home  : 
And  time's  wild,  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpassed  ; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last — 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side, — 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
I  shall  be  glorified, — 

Heaven  is  my  home: 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  love  most  and  best; 
There,  too,  I  soon  shall  rest, — 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
531 


HEAVEN. 

4  Therefore,  I  murmur  not — ■ 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Whate'er  my  earthly  lot, 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
And  I  shall  surely  stand 

There  at  my  Lord's  right  hand — 
Heaven  is  my  father-land ; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

863  Believer' 's  hope  and  portion.  CM. 

WHAT  have  I  in  this  barren  land, 
When  Jesus  is  not  here  ? 
My  soul  is  never  bless'd,  until 
My  Jesus  doth  appear. 

2  My  Jesus  has  gone  up  to  heav'n, 

To  fix  a  place  for  me : 
For  't  is  his  will,  that  where  he  is, 
His  followers  should  be. 

3  Canaan  I  view  from  Pisgah's  top  ; 

Of  Canaan's  grapes  I  taste  ; 
My  Lord,  who  sends  them  to  me  here, 
Will  send  for  me  at  last. 

4  I  have  a  God  who  changeth  not ; 

Why  should  I  be  perplex'd  ? 
My  God,  who  owns  me  in  this  world, 
Will  own  me  in  the  next. 

864  Heaven,  the  pilgrim'' s  home.  C.  M 

WHILE  through  this  changing  world  we 
From  infancy  to  age,  [roam, 

Heaven  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  home, 
His  rest  at  every  stage. 

2  Thither  his  raptured  thought  ascends, 
Eternal  joys  to  share  ; 
There  his  adoring  spirit  bends, 
While  here  he  kneels  in  pray'r. 
532 


HEAVEN. 

3  From  earth  his  freed  affections  rise, 

To  fix  on  things  above, 
Where  all  his  hope  of  glory  lies — 
Where  all  is  perfect  love. 

4  Tli  ere,  too,  may  we  our  treasure  place, 

There  let  our  hearts  be  found  ; 
That  still,  where  sin  abounded,  grace 
May  more  and  more  abound. 

5  Henceforth  our  conversation  be 

With  Christ  before  the  throne  ; 
Ere  long  we  eye  to  eye  shall  see, 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 

865  The  heavenly  rest.  8s  &  7s. 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
To  weary  wanderers  given ; 
There  is  relief  for  souls  distressed  ; 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 
'Tis  found  above,  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven — 
Who  're  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear; — 'tis  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
It  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene,  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom; — 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 
533 


I 


HEAVEN. 

866  lis. 

MY  home  is  in  heaven,  my  rest  is  not  here ; 
Then  why  should  I  murmur  when  trials  appear  ? 
Be  hush'tl,  my  dark  spirit,  the  worst  that  can  come 
But  shortens  my  journey  and  hastens  me  home. 

2  It  is  not  for  me  to  be  seeking  my  bliss, 
And  building  my  hopes  in  a  region  like  this  : 
I  look  for  a  city  which  hands  have  not  piled, 

1  pant  for  a  country  by  sin  undefiled. 

3  The  thorn  and  the  thistle  around  me  may  grow 
I  would  not  recline  upon  roses  below ; 

I  ask  not  my  portion,  I  seek  not  my  rest, 
Until  I  arrive  in  the  home  of  the  blest. 

867  Best  for  the  weary.  8s  &  7s, 

N  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 

There  remains  a  land  of  rest ; 

There  my  Saviour 's  gone  before  me, 

To  fullill  my  soul's  request. 

CHORUS. 

There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  you — 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand  ; 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

3  Pain  nor  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share, 
But  in  that  celestial  centre, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquish'd  ; 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn  ; 
Shout  for  gladness,  0  ye  ransom'd  ! 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 
534 


868  Home  of  the  soul.  12s  &  8s. 

1WILL  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful  land, 
The  far  away  home  of  the  soul,  [strand, 

Where,  no  storms  ever  beat,  on  that  glittering 
W  hile  the  years  of  eternity  roll. 

2  O,  the  home  of  the  soul!  in  my  visions  and  dreams, 

Its  bright  jasper  walls  I  can  see, 
Till  I  fancy  but  thinly  the  vail  intervenes, 
Between  that  fair  city  and  me. 

3  There  the  great  trees  of  life  in  their  beauty  do 

And  the  river  of  life  flows  near  by  ;  [grow  ; 

No  death  ever  enters  that  city,  nor  woe, 
And  nothing  that  maketh  a  lie. 

4  O  !  how  swreet  it  will  be,  in  that  beautiful  land, 

So  free  from  all  sorrow  and  pain  ;  [hands, 

With  songs  on  our  lips,  and  with  harps  in  our 
To  meet  one  another  again. 

869  The  sainCs  home.  G.  M. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  glorious  light, 
Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
Where  all  the  blood-washed  saints  unite, 
Redeemed  from  all  their  fears. 

2  In  heaven  is  that  happy  place, 

Where  ail  the  ransomed  rest ; 
Wh^re  saints  can  sing  of  pardoning  grace, 
And  be  forever  blest. 

3  0!  were  we,  on  those  shores  of  bliss, 

To  view  our  Saviour's  face, 
We'd  leave  a  world  of  woe  like  this, 
And  sing  redeeming  grace. 

Q  "7A  He  shall  give  his  angels  charge  over  thee.  C\    1M 
O/U  Psalm  91.         V-  1VL- 

OMiY  the  Lord  our  footsteps  guide, 
In  all  the  ways,  of  right ; 
And  fit  us  for  that  happy  bride, 
In  mansions  of  delight. 
2  Then,  when  our  spirits  shall  be  free 
From  all  we've  done  amiss, 
Then  can  we  there  together  be, 
In  that  sweet  land  of  bliss. 
535 


HEAVEN. 

3  0,  there  we  can  forever  sing 
Of  all  the  Lord  has  done ; 
Then  we  our  sheaves  with  joy  can  bring, 
When  once  the  victory's  won. 

o7  1  There  is  rest  for  all  in  heaven.  \J.  M. 

SHOULD  sombre  clouds  of  sorrow  rise, 
And  shadows  o'er  us  fling, 
And  hopes  that  once  have  taken  root 

Die  in  the  early  spring  ;— 
Should  every  joy* and  bliss  of  life 

Fade  like  the  hues  of  even, 
We  still  have  this  sweet  solace  left— 
There's  rest  for  all  in  heaven. 

2  If  life's  pathway  should  seem  to  us 

A  dull  and  beaten  track, 
And  all  our  deep  and  holy  love 

By  grief  be  driven  back  ; 
If  we  are  like  the  wearied  dove, 

O'er  shoreless  ocean  driv'n  ; 
O  !  let  us  raise  our  eyes  above — 

There's  rest  for  all  in  heaven. 

3  Should  sickness  pale  the  rosy  cheek, 

And  dim  the  radiant  eye, 
And  every  pulse  that  faintly  throbs 

Tell  of  a  time  to  die  ;— 
0,  then,  indeed,  unto  the  world 

Our  thoughts  should  not  be  giv'n  , 
For  we  must  ne'er  forget  the  truth — 

There's  rest  for  all  in  heaven.        ^ 
872  Our  journeying  to  Canaan.         C.  M. 

WE'RE  marching  to  the  promis'd  land, 
A  land  all  fair  and  bright ; 
Come,  join  our  happy  pilgrim  band, 
And  seek  the  plains  of  light. 
2  The  Saviour  feeds  his  little  flock, 
His  grace  is  richly  giv'n  : 
536 


HEAVEN. 

The  living  water  from  the  rock, 
And  daily  bread  from  heav'n. 

3  Come  with  ns,  we  will  do  thee  good, 
Here  is  our  heart  and  hand, 
To  meet  you  over  Jordan's  flood, 
And  share  the  promis'd  land. 

1  There  in  that  land  no  tears  are  shed, 
No  sighs  escape  the  heart; 
To  joy's  full  fountain  all  are  led, 
And  there  they  never  part. 

873  What  is  heaven  f  P.M. 

HEAV'N  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease, 
Where  toils  and  tears  are  o'er ; 
The  blissful  clime  of  rest  and  peace, 

Where  cares  distract  no  more ; 
And  not  a  shadow  of  distress 
Pirns  its  unsullied  blessedness. 

2  Heaven  is  the  place  where  Jesus  dwells, 

And  pleads  his  flowing  blood, 
While  to  his  pray'rs  his  Fcither  gives 

An  unknown  multitude,  [days, 

Whose  harps  and  tongues,  through  endless 
Shall  crown  his  head  with  songs  of  praise. 

3  Heaven  is  the  dwelling-place  of  joy, 

The  home  of  light  and  love, 
Where  faith  and  hope  in  rapture  die, 

And  ransomed  souls  above. 
Enjoy,  before  their  Father's  throne, 
Bliss  everlasting  and  unknown. 

Q  n  ,\  Heaven  invisible.  n    M 

lCor.2:  9.  Kj*  iVi" 

OR  eye  has  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 
Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 
537 


W 


HEAVEN. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come  ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  }ojb  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

There  all  their  names  are  found: 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 
875  The  happy  land.  P.M. 

THERE  is  a  happy  land, 
Far,  far  away — 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand, 

Bright,  bright  as  day: 
0,  how  they  sweetly  sing — 
Worthy  is  the  Saviour  King! 
Loud  let  his  praises  ring 
For  evermore. 

2  Come  to  this  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away  ; 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand  ? 

Why  still  delay? 
O.  we  shall  happy  be ! 
When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  thee, 

Blest  evermore. 

3  Bright,  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye ; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 
Love  cannot  die. 
538 


O,  then  to  glory  run  ; 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won  ; 
And,  bright  above  the  sun, 
Eeign  evermore. 

876        When  shall  we  greet  them,  etc.       lOs  &  OS. 

WE  shall  greet  them  at  home,\ve  shall  greet  them, 
When  the  sorrow  of  life  shall  be  o'er  ; 
Our  lov'd  ones,  we  hope  soon  to  meet  them, 

On  Eclen's  fair,  beautiful  shore  : 
The  glorious  thought,  how  consoling, 

To-  know  that  the  time  is  so  nigh, 
When  Jesus,  the  world,  shall,  controlling, 
Permit  us  to  join  them  on  high. 

2  We  shall  greet  them  at  home,  we  shall  greet  them, 

Though  now  they  are  hid  from  our  sight, 
We  think  of  the  time  we  shall  meet  them, 

And  it  oft  rills  our  hearts  with  delight ; 
We  have  laid  them  away  in  deep  sadness, 

Yet  not  without  hope  in  our  breast ; 
For  again  they  will  join  us  with  gladness, 

And  enter  the  heavenly  rest. 

3  We  shall  greet  them  at  home,  we  shall  greet  them, 

W  here  nothing  can  ever  divide  ; 
Where  sickness,  or  death,  can  not  harm  them, 

Nor  tear  them  again  from  our  side ; 
There  we'll  range  beside  life's  cooling  river, 

'Neath  the  tree  of  life's  shade  we  shall  roam, 
With  the  glory  of  God  shining  ever, 

We'll  greet  them,  we'll  greet  them  at  home. 

Qryr  The  holy  Jerusalem.  n    TV/T 

O  /  /  Key.  21 :  10.  Kj'  m' 

JERUSALEM,  my  glorious  home ! 
Name  ever  dear  to  me ; 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 

2  0,  when,  thou,  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end? 

3  There  happier  bow'rs  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know:  [scenes 

Blest    seats!   through   rude   and   stormy 
I  onward  press  to  you. 
539 


HEAVEN. 

4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there. 

Around  my  Saviour  stand; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 


F 


878  A  home  in  heaven.  8s  &  7s. 

AS,  beyond  these  sea-girt  islands, 
Far  beyond  time's  stormy  shore, — 
Rise  the  glad  celestial  highlands, 
Where  the  woes  of  earth  are  o'er. 

2  Though  my  bark,  at  anchor  lying, 

Feels  the  storms  that  round  me  blow, 
Yet  my  home-sick  heart  is  sighing — ■ 
Loose  the  cable  ;  let  me  go  ! 

3  Crested  waves  are  dashing  near  me, 

Howling  winds  around  me  wail  ; 
But,  to  comfort  me  and  cheer  me, 
I've  a  hope  within  the  vail. 

4  One  by  one  earth's  ties  dividing, 

Part  me  from  this  scene  of  woe; 
From  the  shore  I'll  soon  be  gliding — 
Loose  the  cable  ;  let  me  go ! 

5  When  the  stormy  voyage's  ended, 

AVith  what  peace  I  shall  be  blest; 
Christ,  with  angel  hosts  attended, 
Shall  appear  to  give  me  rest. 

0  0,  to  reach  that  land  of  gladness, 
Free  from  sorrow,  sin,  and  woe, 
Glad  I  quit  earth's  scenes  of  sadness- 
Loose  the  cable  ;  let  me  go! 
540 


HEAVEN. 

QTQ  Desiring  lobe  clothed  upon,  dec.  \Q§ 

LONELY  and  weary,  by  sorrows  oppressed, 
Onward  we  hasten   with  longings  for  rest ; 

Bidding  adieu  to  the  world  with  its  pride, 

Longing  to  dwell  by  Emmanuel's  side. 

But,  'raid  our  pilgrimage,  lo  !  on  our  eyes 

Visions  of  beauty  and  glory  arise  ; 

Visions  of  crowns  which  Ave  hope  soon  to  wear, 

Visions  of  heaven — O  !  we  long  to  be  there. 
2  Rivers  are  gliding  'mid  unfading  trees  ; 

Songs  of  the  blessed  are  borne  on  the  breeze  ; 

Glory-gilt  mountains  resplendent  are  seen, 

Valleys  and  hills  clad  in  Eden-like  green  ; 

There  shall  the  glory  of  God  ever  be, 

Filling  the  earth  as  the  waves  fill  the  sea  ; 

There  shall  the  ransomed,  immortal  and  fair, 

Evermore  dwell—  O  !  we  long  to  be  there  ! 
£  There  is  the  home  of  the  pure  and  the  blest ; 

There  shall  the  weary  be  ever  at  rest ; 

There  shall  life's  trials  and  sorrows  be  o'er : 

There  shall  the  gathered  ones  part  nevermore  ; 

There  shall  the  blest  be  from  death  ever  free; 

There,  their  Redeemer  in  beauty  they'll  see ; 

Crowns  of  bright  glory  forever  they'll  wear  ; 

O,  to  be  with  them  ! — we  long  to  be  there ! 

880  The  happy  expectation.  7s  &  6s. 

THOUGH  my  flesh  and  heart  may  fail, 
Fail  and  fleet  forever, 
Yet  my  fears  shall  not  prevail, 
Christ  shall  leave  me  never. 
He  shall  journey  by  my  side, 

Through  the  silent  river, 
And  with  him,  beyond  the  tide, 
I  shall  live  forever. 

2  When  time's  stormy  tempest-roar 
Is  forever  closing, 
I  shall  on  the  other  shore 

With  him  be  reposing. 
Loving  eyes  shall  on  me  shine, 

Hands  shall  stretch  to  meet  me, 
Loving  arms  shall  round  me  twine, 
Loving  voices  greet  me. 
541 


3  There  my  little  ones,  1  know, 

Round  me  shall  be  clinging; 
There  the  loved  of  long  ago 

With  me  shall  be  singing. 
0!  that  land  I  long  to  see, 

Where  the  weary-hearted 
Shall  with  Christ  in  glory  be, 

Never  to  be  parted. 

4  Saviour,  come  and  bring  the  day — 

Day  of  endless  gladness ; 
Drive  our  tears  and  gloom  away, 

Banish  all  our  sadness; 
Let  us  see  the  light  of  home, 

Hear  its  music  swelling ; 
Bring  us  through  the  conquered  tomb, 

To  that  heavenly  dwelling. 

881  The  hope  of  a  rest.  L.  M. 

AS  on  the  sea  of  life  we  sail, 
Oppressed  with  storms  and  dangers 
We  sing,  amidst  each  warring  gale,   [sore, 
There's  sunshine  on  the  other  shore. 
The  other  shore,  the  heavenly  shore, 

The  happy,  bright,  eternal  shore; 
The  land  of  rest,  where  storms  are  o'er— 
There's  sunshine  on  the  other  shore. 

2  Though  fiercely  howls  the  stormy  blast, 

And  wild  the  angry  billows  roar, 
Though  life  with  clouds  is  overcast, 
There's  sunshine  on  the  other  shore. 

3  O  !  home  of  hope,  and  peace,  and  rest — 

I  sigh  for  thee,  where  woes  are  o'er; 
To  dwell  with  all  the  pure  and  blest, 
In  glory  on  the  other  shore. 

4  Thou  Saviour  of  the  lone  and  lost, 

Who  hast  our  sinful  burdens  bore, 
Thy  blood  shall  save  the  tempest-tost, 
In  glory  on  the  other  shore. 
542 


HEAVEN. 

882  Joyful  anticipation.  8s  &  7s. 

SHALL  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll  ? 
Where  in  all  the  bright  forever, 

Sorrows  ne'er  shall  press  the  soul? 
Shall  we  meet  with  those  departed, 

Who  have  bowed  beneath  death's  wave? 
Shall  we  meet  the  holy  myriads, 
Who  are  ransomed  from  the  grave? 
Shall  we  meet? 
Shall  we  meet? 
Say,  brother,  shall  we  meet? 

2  Shall  we  meet  in  that  blest  harbor, 

When  our  stormy  voyage  's  o'er? 
Shall  we  meet  and  cast  the  anchor, 

By  the  fair  celestial  shore? 
Shall  we  rest  from  all  our  labors, 

'Mid  the  swelling  of  the  tide? 
Shall  we  meet  and  rest  forever, 

By  our  blessed  Saviour's  side  ? 

3  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ  our  Saviour, 

When  he  comes  to  claim  his  own? 
Shall  we  know  his  blessed  favor, 

And  sit  down  upon  his  throne  ? 
Will  he  bid  us  share  his  glory, 

Where  no  shame  shall  ever  be? 
Will  he  bid  us  sing  his  praises, 

On  that  radiant  crystal  sea  ? 

4  Shall  we  meet,  my  wandering  brother? 

Say,  O  will  you' meet  me  there? 
When  earth's  glory  shall  be  darkness, 

And  its  joy  shall  be  despair? 
WThen  before  the  throne  of  judgment 

We  shall  all  together  stand? 
Will  you  pray  and  strive  to  meet  me 

With  the  blest  at  Christ's  right  hand  ? 
543 


883 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

The  beautiful  shore.  12s  &  9s. 


rpHERE's  a  home  for  the  blest  on  the  beautiful  shore, 
±    Where  our  trials  and  cares  all  shall  cease; 
Sorrows  never  shall  enter  that  blissful  abode 
Ever  there  shall  abide  perfect  peace. 

On  that  beautiful  shore,  where  the  bright  angels  stay 

All  our  sorrow  and  pain  will  be  o'er: 
O  !  we  long  to  go  home  to  that  beautiful  land, 
There  to  rest,  sweetly  rest,  evermore. 

I  The  bright  streets  of  the  city  are  paved  with  pure  gold, 
And  its  flowers  are  fragrant  and  fair; 
Its  inhabitants  never  grow  weary  nor  old, 
For  the  Lord  reigns  eternally  there. 

j  There  will  be  no  more  parting  from  those  that  we  love, 
No  more  sighing  or  shedding  of  tears, 
For  no  discords  shall  ruffle  that  peaceful  repose, 
Which  flows  through  eternity's  year. 

I  O !  we  soon  shall  be  called  to  that  beautiful  land, 
There  to  dwell  with  the  just  evermore; 
There  to  join  in  sweet  songs  with  the  friends  that  we  love 
Safe  at  home  on  the  beautiful  shore. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 
884  All  things  become  new.  C  M. 

SINCE  man,  by  sin,  has  lost  his  God, 
He  seeks  creation  through, 
And  vainly  hopes  for  solid  good, 
In  finding  something  new. 

2  The  new  possess'd,  like  fading  flow'rs, 

Soon  loses  its  gay  hue  ; 
The  gilded,  too,  no  longer  charms, 
We  still  want  something  new. 

3  The  brighest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flattering  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

4  Our  dearest  joys,  our  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood — 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God! 
544 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense! 
Thither  the  strong  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

835  Tokens  of  the  latter  days.  L.  M. 

HARK!  don't  you  hear  the  turtle  dove, 
The  tokens  of  redeeming  love? 
From  hill  to  hill,  we  hear  the  sound, 
The  neighboring  valleys  echo  'round! 
O  Zion!  hear  the  turtle  dove, 
The  tokens  of  redeeming  love: 
They're  come  the  barren  land  to  cheer, 
And  welcome  in  the  jubile  year. 

2  The  winter  's  past,  the  rain  is  o'er, 
We  feel  the  chilling  winds  no  more; 
Sweet  spring  is  come,  and  summer  too, 
All  things  appear  divinely  new  ; 

On  Zion's  mount  the  watchmen  cry, 
The  resurrection  's  drawing  nigh  ; 
Behold!  the  nations  from  abroad 
Are  flocking  to  the  mount  of  God. 

3  The  latter  days  have  now  come  on, 
And  fugitives  are  flocking  home; 
Behold  them  crowd  the  gospel  road, 
All  pressing  for  the  mount  of  God. 
O  yes!  and  I  will  join  the  band- 
Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  m}'  hand ; 
With  Satan's  bands  no  more  I'll  be, 

But  fight  for  Christ  and  liberty. 

4  His  banner  soon  shall  be  unfurl'd, 
And  he  will  come  to  judge  the  world  ; 
On  Zion's  mountain  we  will  stand, 
Surrounded  by  fair  Canaan's  land. 
The  sun  and  moon  shall  darken'd  be, 
The  flames  consume  the  land  and  sea ; 
When  worlds  on  worlds  together  blaze, 
We'll  sing  God's  everlasting  praise. 

(35)  545 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

886  7 

WELCOME,  welcome,  day  of  rest, 
To  the  world  in  kindness  given, 
Welcome  to  this  humble  breast, 
As  the  beaming  light  from  heaven. 

2  Day  of  soft  and  sweet  repose, 

Gently  now  thy  moments  run, 

As  the  peaceful  streamlet  flows, 

Eadiant  with  a  summer's  sun. 

3  Day  of  tidings  from  the  skies, 

Day  of  solemn  praise  and  prayer, 
Day  to  make  the  simple  wise — 
O,  how  great  thy  blessings  are!. 

4  Welcome,  welcome,  day  of  rest, 

With  thy  influence  all  divine, 

May  thy  haliow'd  hours  be  blest 

To  this  feeble  heart  of  mine  ! 

0017  How  beautiful  upon  the  mountains,  gg   7s  &  4 

ON  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news,  to  Zion  bearing — 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands  : 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  prov'd? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmov'd  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning ; 
Zion  still  is  well-belov'd. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  : 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end. 

Great  deliv'rance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 
546 


I 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee  ; 
All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee  ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last : 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

888  The  complainer  reformed.  0.  Jr.  M. 

SET  myself  against  the  Lord, 
Despis'd  his  Spirit  and  his  word, 
And  wish'd  to  take  his  place  ; 
It  vex'd  me  sore  that  I  must  die, 
And  perish  too,  eternally, 
Or  else  be  sav'd  by  grace. 

2  Of  ev'ry  preacher  I'd  complain, 

One  spoke  thro'  pride,  and  one  for  gain, 

Another's  learning  small: 
This  spoke  too  fast,  and  that  too  slow ; 
One  pray'd  too  loud,  and  one  too  low, 

The  other  had  no  call. 

3  With  no  professors  could  I  join, 

Some  dress'd  too  mean,  and  some  too  fine, 

And  others  talked  too  long ; 
Some  had  a  tone,  some  had  no  gift, 
Some  talk'd  so  weak,  and  some  so  swift, 

That  all  of  them  were  wrong. 

4  1  thought  they'd  better  keep  at  home, 
Than  to  exhort  where'er  they  come, 

And  tell  us  of  their  joys  ; 
They'd  better  keep  their  gardens  free 
From  weeds,  than  to  examine  me, 

And  vex  me  with  their  noise. 

5  Kindred  und  neighbors  all  were  bad, 
And  no  true  friends  were  to  be  had — 

My  rulers,  too,  were  vile  ; 
At  length  I  was  brought  clear  to  see, 
The  fault  did  mostly  lie  in  me, 

And  had  done  all  the  while. 
547 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

6  My  horrid  load  of  guilt  and  shame, 
(Being  conscious,  too,  I  was  to  blame,) 

Did  wound  my  frighted  soul ; 
I've  sinned  so  much  against  my  God, 
I'm  crush'd  so  low  beneath  his  rod, 

How  can  I  be  made  whole? 

7  But  there's  a  balm  in  Gilead, 
And  a  Physician  to  be  had, 

A  balsam,  too,  most  free; 
Only  believe  on  God's  dear  Son, 
Through  him  the  victory  is  won; 

Christ  Jesus  died  for  thee. 

889  TJie  Beggar's  Prayer.  H.  M, 

ENCOURAGED  by  thy  word 
Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 

Waits  at  thy  mercy's  door: 
No  hand,  nor  heart,  dear  Lord,  but  thine, 
Can  help,  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea, 

Belief  from  men  to  gain, 
If  offered  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  wouldst  disdain ; 
But  those  which  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  say, 

That  though  I  now  am  poor, 
Yet  once  there  was  a  day 

When  I  possessed  more. 
Thou  knowest  from  my  very  birth, 
I've  been  the  poorest  wretch  on  earth. 

4  Nor  dare  I  to  profess, 

As  beggars  often  do, 
Though  great  is  my  distress, 

My  faults  have  been  but  few  ; 
If  thou  shouldst  leave  my  soul  to  starve, 
It  would  be  what  I  well  deserve. 
548 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Nor  dare  I  to  pretend 

I  never  begged  before, 
And  if  thou  now  befriend, 

I'll  tiouble  thee  no  more; 
Thou  often  hast  relieved  my  pain, 
And  often  I  must  come  again. 
G  Though  crumbs  are  much  too  good 

For  such  a  worm  as  I, 
No  less  than  children's  food, 

My  soul  can  satisfy ; 
0,  do  not  frown  and  bid  me  go, 
I  must  have  all  thou  canst  bestow. 
7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 

The  bounty  to  conceal, 
From  others,  who,  like  me, 

Their  wants  and  mis'ry  feel; 

I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  store, 

And  try  to  send  a  thousand  more. 

SQn  Rejoice  in  the  Lord.  TT    M 

OyU  Phil.  3:1.  -L-u  xVL# 

REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King, 
Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  trumpli  evermore; 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Eejoice ;  again  I  say,  rejoice  ! 

2  Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice; 
Eejoice;  again  I  say,  rejoice! 

3  His  kingdom  can  not  fail, 

Pie  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice; 
Rejoice;  again  I  say, rejoice! 
549 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  submit, 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  Fall  beneath  his  feet: 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice 
Rejoice;  again  I  say,  rejoice! 

5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 
And  ev'ry  bosom  swell, 

With  pure,  seraphic,  joy ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice ;  again  I  say,  rejoice ! 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  ; 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice; 
The  trunip  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice ! 

891  An  old  sinner  dying  in  despair.  \j.  M 

EHOLD  the  man,  three-score  and  ten, 
Upon  a  dying  bed, 
Has  run  his  race,  and  got  no  grace, 
An  awful  sight  indeed ! 


B 


2  Poor  man,  he  lies  in  sad  surprise, 

And  thus  he  doth  complain  : 
No  grace  I've  got,  and  I  cannot 
Recall  my  time  again. 

3  This  is  the  truth — I  spent  my  youth   . 

In  sinful  sports  and  mirth ; 
Put  far  away  the  evil  day, 
And  scarcely  thought  on  death. 

4  My  conscience  then  could  not  refrain, 

But  gave  me  many  a  check ; 
But  willingly  I  put  him  by, 
His  voice  I  did  reject. 
550 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  God's  Spirit  came  once  and  again 

To  me  from  realms  above  ; 
Alas !  but  I  would  not  comply ; 
I  grieved  the  heavenly  Dove. 

6  In  middle  age,  I  did  engage 

In  the  affairs  of  life, 
Some  wealth  to  gain,  that  might  sustain 
My  children  and  my  wife. 

7  This  worldly  care  did  prove  a  snare, 

The  devil  led  me  on ; 
And  now,  alas !  this  is  the  case, 
My  day  of  grace  is  gone. 

8  My  sins  are  all,  both  great  and  small, 

Before  my  fixed  eye, 
And  I  must  go  to  dismal  woe, 
To  groan,  to  gasp,  to  die. 

9  O  dreadful  hell,  what  tongue  can  tell 

The  wrath  that  reigneth  there ! 
O  second  death !  I  yield  my  breath, 
In  horror  and  despair. 

10  My  race  is  run,  and  I'm  undone, 

No  mercy  can  I  find  ! 
And  instantly  the  man  doth  die, 
And  leave  no  hope  behind  ! 

11  An  awful  sight !  God  grant  it  might 

A  warning  be  to  all, 
To  seek  his  face  for  saving  grace, 
And  hearken  to  his  call. 


892  The  meal  and  cruise  of  oil.  C.  M. 

i  Y  the  poor  widow's  oil  and  meal, 

Elijah  was  sustain' d  ; 

Though  small  the  stock,  it  lasted  well, 

For  God  the  store  maintain'd. 

551 


B 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  It  seem'd  as  if,  from  day  to  day, 

They  were  to  eat  and  die  ; 
But  still,  though  in  a  secret  way, 
He  sent  a  fresh  supply. 

3  Thus  to  his  poor  he  still  will  give, 

Just  for  the  present  hour ; 
But  for  to-morrow  they  must  live 
Upon  his  word  and  pow'r. 

4  No  barn  or  store-house  they  possess, 

On  which  they  can  depend; 
Yet  have  no  cause  to  fear  distress, 
For  Jesus  is  their  friend. 

5  Then  let  no  doubts  your  mind  assail: 

Remember,  God  has  said, 
"  The  cruse  and  barrel  shall  not  fail, 
My  people  shall  be  fed." 

6  And  thus,  though  faint  it  often  seems, 

He  keeps  their  grace  alive; 
Supplied  by  his  refreshing  streams, 
Their  dying  hopes  revive. 

7  Though  in  ourselves  we  have  no  stock, 

The  Lord  is  nigh  to  save ; 
His  door  flies  open  when  we  knock, 
And  't  is  but  ask  and  have. 

893  Pure  religion.  \j  .  1.   M. 

i     AF  all  religions  that  are  found. 

U  Whose  forms  do  lead  their  subjects  round, 

In  all  this  earthly  region. 
There  is  one  better  than  the  rest, 
Which  properly  is  call'd  the  best — 

1  And  that  is  yxxreReligian. 

2  To  visit  widows  with  relief, 

And  save  the  fatherless  from  grief 

In  time  of  their  affliction  ; 
And  then,  against  temptations  hurl'd, 
To  keep  unspotted  from  the  world, 

Is  real,  pure  Religion. 
552 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  There's  many  people  who  profess 
To  have  religion  more  or  less, 

And  talk  of  sins  forgiven; 
Who  say  they  walk  the  heav'nly  road, 
And  suv  they  feel  the  love  of  God, 

And  think  they're  heirs  of  heaven  : 

4  But  if  they  gratify  their  pride, 
And  will  be  covetous  beside, 

And  pattern  after  sinners — 
To  set  their  hearts  on  things  below, 
And  talk  as  other  worldlings  do, 

'T  is  only  vain  religion. 

5  But  thanks  to  God,  I  find  a  few, 
Who  good  sincerity  do  shew, 

To  follow  after  Jesus  : 
They  joyfully  forsake  their  pride, 
And  lay  their  vanities  aside, 

For  the  sake  of  pure  Religion. 

6  And  now  if  they  have  earthly  store, 
Which  God  has  lent  them,  less  or  more, 

They  give  it  up  with  freedom  : 
Like  ancient  Paul,  who  sutfer'd  loss, 
They  gladly  now  endure  the  cross, 

For  the  sake  oi.  pure  Religion. 

7  They  bring  their  thoughts  to  judgment  now 
And  thus  they  make  their  actions  bow 

To  Jesus,  their  Redeemer  ; 
They  know,  if  they're  delil'd  with  sin, 
And  if  they  have  not  Christ  within, 

'Twill  not  be  pure  Religion. 

8  All  those  who  count  all  things  as  loss, 
And  willingly  take  up  the  cross, 

To  gain  a  heav'nly  mansion— 
Although  by  sinners  they're  despised 
They're  precious  in  the  Saviour's  eye, 

For  they  have  pure  Religion. 

9  My  precious  friends,  let  us  be  strong, 
And  take  the  cross,  and  run  along, 

And  leave  the  world's  confusion  : 
That  we  may  gain  the  heav'nly  prize, 
And  see  the  Saviour  with  our  eyes — 

The  end  of  pure  Religion. 
10  Professors  say  Ave  are  too  strict, 

And  some  good  tilings  thej^  contradict, 

Which  strikes  against  the  worldling 
And  now,  because  we  live  to  God, 
There's  many  call  us  very  odd, 

Despising  pure  Religion. 
553 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

11  But,  while  we  walk  this  heav'nly  road, 
This  way  of  truth  which  leads  to  God, 

In  which  we  find  such  freedom  ; 
We'll  bear  reproach  for  Jesus'  name, 
Endure  the  cross,  despise  the  shame, 

For  the  sake  of  pure  Religion. 

12  Although  for  Christ  we  suffer  loss, 
We  find  such  virtue  in  his  cross, 

The  beauty  of  his  Kingdom — 
O,  let  us  count  all  things  as  loss, 
And  like  the  dung,  or  as  the  dross, 

For  the  sake  of  pure  Religion. 


I 


894  AllisvanUy'ucci.u%    8s&7s. 

AM  weary,  I  am  weary 
Of  the  cares  and  toils  of  life  ; 
I  am  weary  of  its  sorrows 

1  am  weary  of  its  strife  ; 
I  am  weary  of  its  flowers, 

That  are  blooming  soon  to  die; 
And  th'  immortal  spirit  pineth 

For  its  home  beyond  the  sky. 

2  I  am  weary  of  the  trifles 
That  consume  away  my  days; 

I  am  weary  of  the  longing 
For  mere  human  love  and  praise. 

I  am  weary  of  the  thoughts  that  turn 
So  constantly  to  earth ; 

Fain  would  my  spirit  rise  above 
Its  transient  joy  and  mirth. 

3  I  have  seen  the  flowers  wither  ; 
I  have  seen  the  lov'd  ones  die ; 

I  have  seen  the  clouds  of  sorrow 
Overcast  youth's  summer  sky. 

I  am  pining,  I  am  pining 
For  my  home  among  the  blest, 

Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling,' 
And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 
554 


F 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

895  Excellence  of  faith  6s  &  8s. 
jlAJTH  is  the  Christian's  prop, 

Whereon  his  sorrows  lean; 
It  is  the  substance  of  his  hope, 

His  proof  of  things  unseen; 
It  is  the  anchor  of  his  soul, 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roll. 

2  Faith  is  the  polar  star 

That  guides  the  Christian's  way, 
Directs  his  wand'rings  from  afar, 

To  realms  of  endless  day ; 
It  points  the  course  where'er  he  roam, 
And  safely  leads  the  pilgrim  home. 

3  Faith  is  the  rainbow's  form, 

Hung  on  the  brow  of  heaven, 
A  shelter  from  the  passing  storm, 

A  pledge  of  mercy  given ; 
It  is  the  bright  triumphal  arch, 
Thro'  which  the  saints  to  glory  march. 

4  The  faith  that  works  by  love, 

And  purines  the  heart, 
A  foretaste  of  the  joys  above 

To  mortals  can  impart; 
It  bears  us  through  this  earthly  strife, 
And  triumphs  in  immortal  life. 

896  The  way  of  the  cross.  7s,  6s  &  8s. 

WHY  will  you  not,  0  Chrisian, 
Your  wicked  self  deny  ? 
Why  will  you  run  such  hazard, 

Yourself  to  gratify  ? 
To  hold  the  worldly  spirit  fast, 

Against  the  truth's  instruction, 
Will  shut  you  out  of  heaven  at  last, 
And  land  you  in  destruction. 
555 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Think  not,  it  is  too  little 

To  wear  a  modest  dress  ; 
Consider  what  is  needful, 

And  lay  aside  the  rest : 
And  take  the  rule  of  Jesus  Christ, 

By  which  yourself  to  measure; 
And  always  choose  to  help  the  poor, 

Before  an  earthly  treasure. 

3  Lay  by  all  carnal  weapons, 

By  which  men  are  destroy 'd ; 
For  safety  and  protection 

Trust  wholly  in  the  Lord ; 
And  never  lift  your  hands  to  swear, 

Lest  God  should  be  offended: 
In  tender  conscience  now  forbear, 

Whatever  is  pretended. 

4  Refuse  all  worldly  honors, 

Which  ever  man  bestow; 
Thou  canst  not  be  a  worldling, 

And  Christ's  disciple  too  : 
Come  out  and  leave  the  wicked  throng, 

In  political  confusion ; 
0,  come  ye  out  from  Babylon, 

From  Egypt,  and  from  Sodom. 

897  Unity.  S.M. 

LET  strife  forever  cease, 
And  envy  quit  the  field ; 
Come  join  and  live  in  love  and  peace, 
And  to  the  Gospel  yield. 

2  Let  bitter  words  no  more 

Among  the  saints  remain ; 
Let  ev'ry  member,  ev'ry  hour, 
Submit  to  Jesus'  reign. 

3  When  bitter  words  arise, 

Then  Satan  has  his  ends; 
We  wound  the  heart  and  hands  of  Christ, 
Amidst  his  chosen  friends. 
556 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Then  why  should  we  contend 

For  meat,  and  drink,  and  dress, 
And  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  pierce  his  wounds  afresh? 

5  No  more  we'll  feed  the  flame, 

Nor  judge  ourselves  too  wise; 
But  search  with  care  to  find  the  beam 
That  lurks  within  our  eyes. 

6  Unto  the  world  we'll  prove 

That  we  disciples  are ; 
They  shall  behold  us  walk  in  love, 
And  say  the  Lord  is  there. 

OQ  Q  No  man  can  come  to  me  except  the  Father  T     "\/T 
°'JO  draw  him.— John.  6:  U. 

HPHE  Father,  in  his  boundless  love, 
J_   Invites  the  sinner  to  the  Son  ! 
And  in  his  mercy  from  above, 
Wills  not  that  he  should  be  undone. 

2  The  Son  the  penitent  receives, 

And,  in  his  boundless  love  and  grace, 
Forgives  his  sins,  when  he  believes, 
And  fills  his  heart  with  heav'nly  rays. 

3  The  Holy  Ghost  is  sent  in  love. 

To  lead  and  guide  us  on  the  way; 
Until  we  all  shall  meet  above, 
In  realms  of  bliss  and  endless  day. 

4  So  we  in  baptism  also  show, 

God's  order  toward  the  fallen  race — 
How  we're  reclaimed  from  sin  and  woe, 
And  find  in  him  a  hiding-place. 

899  Joseph  made  known  to  7iis  brethren.         CS. 

HEN  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld, 
Afflicted  and  trembling  with  fear, 
His  heart  with  compassion  was  fill'd; 
From  weeping  he  conld  not  forbear. 
557 


w 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Awhile  his  behaviour  was  rough, 

To  bring  their  past  sin  to  their  mind  ; 

But  when  they  were  hnmbled  enough, 
He  hasten'd  to  show  himself  kind. 

2  How  little  they  thought  it  was  he, 

Whom  they  had  ill-treated  and  sold ! 
How  great  their  confusion  must  be, 

As  soon  as  his  name  he  had  told ! 
I'm  Joseph,  your  brother,  (he  said,) 

And  still  to  my  heart  you  are  dear; 
You  sold  me,  and  thought  I  was  dead ; 

But  God  for  your  good  sent  me  here. 

3  Though  greatly  distressed  before, 

When  charged  with  purloining  the  cup, 
They  now  were  confounded  much  more— 

Not  one  of  them  durst  to  look  up  : 
Can  Joseph,  whom  we  would  have  slain, 

Forgive  us  the  evil  we  did? 
And  will  he  our  household  maintain  ? 

0,  this  is  a  brother  indeed ! 

4  Thus,  pierc'd  by  my  conscience,  I  came 

(And  laden  with  guilt)  to  the  Lord; 
Surrounded  with  terror  and  shame, 

Unable  to  utter  a  word : 
At  first  he  look'd  stern  and  severe; 

What  anguish  then  pierc'd  my  poor 
Expecting  each  moment  to  hear  [heart! 

The  sentence,  "  Thou  cursed,  depart." 

5  But  0  !  what  surprise,  when  he  spoke, 

While  tenderness  beam'd  in  his  face, 
My  heart  then  to  pieces  was  broke, 

O'erwhelm'd  and  confounded  with  grace. 
"  Poor  sinner,  I  know  thee  full  well ; 

By  thee  I  was  wounded  and  slain ; 
I  died  to  redeem  thee  from  hell, 

And  raise  thee  in  glorv  to  reign. 
558 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

"I'm  Jesus,  whom  thou  hast  blasphoin'd, 

And  crucified  often  afresh  ; 
But  let  me  henceforth  be  esteem'd 

Thy  "brother,  thy  bone,  and  thy  flesh. 
My  pardon  I  freely  bestow, 

Thy  wants  I  will  fully  supply  ; 
I'll  guide  thee  and  guard  thee  below, 

And  soon  will  remove  thee  on  high. 

"  Go,  publish  to  sinners  around, 

(That  they  may  be  willing  to  come) 
The  mercy  which  now  thou  hast  found. 

And  tell  them  that  yet  there  is  room." 
0  !  sinner,  the  message  obey : 

No  more  vain  excuses  pretend  ; 
But  come  without  further  delay, 

To  Jesus,  our  brother  and  friend. 

900  Strength  from  heaven.  H.  M 

Y  whom  was  David  taught 
To  aim  the  dreadful  blow, 
When  he  Goliah  fought, 

And  laid  the  Gittite  low? 
No  sword  or  spear  the  stripling  took, 
But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 

'Twas  Israel's  God  and  King 

Who  sent  him  to  the  fight, 
Who  gave  him  strength  to  sling, 

And  skill  to  aim  aright. 
Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures, 
Because  young  David's  God  is  yours. 

Who  order'd  Gideon  forth, 
To  storm  th'  invader's  camp, 

With  arms  of  little  worth, 
A  pitcher  and  a  lamp  ? 

The  trumpet  made  his  coming  known, 

And  all  the  host  was  overthrown. 
559 


B 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  0  !  I  have  seen  the  day, 

When  with  a  single  word — 
God  helping  me  to  say, 

My  trust  is  in  the  Lord — 
My  soul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foes, 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 

5  But  unbelief,  self-will, 

Self-righteousness  and  pride, 
How  often  do  they  steal 

My  weapon  from  my  side  ! 
Yet  David's  Lord  and  Gideon's  friend, 
Will  help  his  servant  to  the  end. 

901  The  tender-hearted.  9 8,  8s  &  7. 

COME,  all  ye  tender-hearted  Christians, 
0 !  come,  and  help  us  now  to  mourn  ! 
Behold!  the  Son  of  God  lies  bleeding; 

And  view  his  precious  body  torn  ! 
Behold  him,  praying  in  the  garden, 
While  his  soul  in  grief  is  bound  ; 
And  the  bloody  sweat  is  running 
In  crimson  drops  upon  the  ground 

2  He  was  a  man  of  constant  sorrow 

And  went  a  mourner  all  his  days  ; 
With  sore  distress  was  well  acquainted, 

But  never  went  in  sinful  ways 
The  foxes  have  their  holes  provided, 

And  the  birds  they  have  their  nest, 
But  the  Son  of  man  had  nowhere 

To  lay  his  weary  head  to  rest. 

3  Behold  him,  when  the  soldiers  took  him, 

And  led  him  unto  Pilate's  bar! 
O  !  come,  ye  tender-hearted  Christians, 

And  view  your  dear  Redeemer  there  ! 
Behold  him,  when  he  was  condemned, 

Wearing  of  a  thorny  crown, 
560 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

And  his  tender  temples  pierced, 

Until  the  blood  came  running  down. 

4  And  then  behold  the  soldiers  take  him, 

And  nail  him  to  a  shameful  tree : 

0  !  see  him  on  the  cross  a-bleeding, 

His  soul  in  mortal  agony  ; 
Hark,  how  the  legal  thunders  smite  him, 

Lo,  his  burden'd  bosom  heave  ! 
Look  how  deep  your  sins  have  stung  him, 
0  !  dying  sinners,  look  and  live  ! 
902  Precious  BiMe.^  ^  -        8g  &  7s< 

PRECIOUS  Bible  !  what  a  treasure 
Does  the  word  of  God  afford  ; 
All  I  want,  for  life  or  pleasure, 

Food  and  medicine,  shield  and  sword. 
Let  the  world  account  me  poor — 
Having  this,  I  need  no  more. 

2  Food  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger, 

Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys; 
Of  excess  there  is  no  danger, 

Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys  ; 
On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed, 
He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed. 

3  When  my  faith  is  faint  and  sickly, 

Or  when  Satan  wounds  my  mind, 
Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly, 

Healing  medicines  here  I  find ; 
To  the  promises  I  flee, 
Each  affords  a  remedy. 

4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 

Satan  can  not  make  me  yield; 
For  the  word  of  consolation 

Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield  ; 
While  the  Scripture-truths  are  sure, 
From  his  malice  I'm  secure. 
(3C)  561 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

903  Jesw,wepLmium.     8s«&7s 

JESUS  wept!  those  tears  are  over, 
But  his  heart  is  still  the  same  : 
Kinsman,  Friend,  and  Elder  Brother, 
Is  his  everlasting  name. 

Saviour,  who  can  love  like  thee  ? 
Gracious  one  of  Bethany  ! 

2  When  the  pangs  of  trial  seize  us, 

When  the  waves  of  sorrow  roll, 
I  will  lay  my  head  on  Jesus — 
Pillow  of  the  troubled  soul. 
Truly,  none  can  feel  like  thee, 
Weeping  one  of  Bethany  ! 

3  Jesus  wrept,  and  still,  in  glory 

He  can  mark  each  mourner's  tear — 
Living  to  retrace  the  story 

Of  the  hearts  he  solaced  here. 

Lord,  when  I  am  called  to  die, 

Let  me  think  of  Bethany  ! 

An  i  Adherence  to  duly.  7u 

W*  Acts.  4:19.  ih' 

DARE  to  think,  though  bigots  frown  ; 
Dare  in  words  your  thoughts  express 
Dare  to  rise,  though  oft  cast  down; 
Dare  the  wrong'd  and  scorn'd  to  bless. 

2  Dare  from  custom  to  depart ; 

Dare  the  priceless  pearl  possess ; 
Dare  to  wear  it  next  your  heart ; 
Dare,  when  sinners  curse,  to  bless. 

3  Dare  forsake  what  you  deem  wrong, 

Dare  to  walk  in  wisdom's  way ; 
Dare  to  give  where  gifts  belong; 
Dare  God's  precepts  to  obey. 

4  Do  wThat  conscience  says  is  right ; 

Do  what  reason  says  is  best; 
Do  with  willing  mind  and  heart ; 
Do  your  duty  and  be  blest. 
562 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


905        Forgivenulu°£eii-i5.  C-  M-  double. 

0GOD!  my  sins  are  manifold, 
Against  my  life  they  cry, 
And,  all  my  guilty  deeds  foregone, 

Up  to  thy  temple  fly: 
Wilt  thou  release  my  trembling  soul, 

Which  to  despair  is  driven  ? — fc 

"Forgive!"  a  blessed  voice  replied, 

"And  thou  shalt  be  forgiven!" 

2  My  foemen,  Lord,  are  fierce  and  fell, 

They  spurn  me  in  their  pride; 
They  render  evil  for  my  good, 

My  patience  they  deride: 
Arise,  O  King!  and  be  the  proud 

To  righteous  ruin  driven ! — 
"Forgive!"  an  awful  answer  came, 

"  As  thou  wouldst  be  forgiven  !" 

3  Seven  times,  0  Lord,  I  pardon'd  them ; 

Seven  times  they  sinn'd  again  ; 
They  practice  still  to  work  my  woe, 

They  triumph  in  my  pain ; 
But  let  them  dread  my  vengeance  now, 

To  just  resentment  driven  ! — 
"  Forgive !"  the  voice  of  thunder  spake, 

"  Or  never  be  forgiven !" 
Qf)tf  The  church  in  trouble.  L.  M. 

&REAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep. 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now; 

Shine  from  on  high  and  guide  us  through  • 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore — 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heav'nly  hosts  obey, 
How  long  shall  we  lament  and  pray. 

563 


B 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return? 
How  long  shall  th}r  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

Instead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  saints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore — 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

907  Christ  in  Gethsemane.  0.  M« 

EYOND  where  Kedron's  waters  flow 
So  brightly  and  so  free, 
Behold  the  loving  Saviour  go 
To  sad  Gethsemane. 
Go  to  Gethsemane, 

Hear  that  mournfuL sound, 
See  tlTe  Saviour  weeping — 
Weeping  on  the  cold,  damp  ground. 

His  countenance  is  all  divine, 

His  heaven^  bearing  see! 
Yet  grief  appears  in  every  line, 

While  in  Gethsemane. 
Go  to  Gethsemane,  &e. 

He  bows  beneath  the  sins  of  men. 

Whilst  they  are  filled  with  glee; 
He  cries  to  God  and  cries  again, 

In  sad  Gethsemane. 

Go  to  Gethsemane,  &c. 

He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  above, 
And  cries,  "  0  Father,  may 
his  cup,  this  bitter  cu 
0,  sad  Gethsemane ! 

Go  to  Gethsemane,  &c. 

With  gentle  resignation  still, 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee  ! 
He  yielded  to  his' Father's  will, 
In  sad  Gethsemane. 

Go  to  Gethsemane,  &c. 
5G4 


MISCELLANEOUS. 
QAQ  Thou  hast  left  thy  first  love.  J    ~M 

&OD  named  Love,  whose  fount  thou  art, 
Thy  cro  wnless  church  before  thee  stands, 
With  too  much  hating  in  her  heart, 
And  too  much  striving  in  her  hands. 

2  "  Love  as  I  loved  you"— was  the  sound 

That  on  thy  lips  expiring  sat! 
Sweet  words  in  bitter  strivings  drown'd  ! 
We  hated  as  the  worldly  hate. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  wronged  love  fulfill, 

Thy  church,  tho'  fail'ii,  before  thee  stands ; 
Behold,  the  voice  is  Jacob's  still, 
Albeit  the  hands  are  Esau's  hands. 

4  Hast  thou  no  tears,  like  those  be-spent 

Upon  thy  Zion's  ancient  part? 
No  moving  looks,  like  those  which  sent 
Their  softness  through  a  traitor's  heart? 

5  No  touching  tale  of  anguish  dear, 

Whereby  like  children  we  may  creep, 
All  trembling,  to  each  other  near, 

And  view  each  other's  face,  and  weep? 

909  Love  one  another.  12s  &  lis. 

JET  us  love  one  another.    Xot  Ions  ftiay  we  stay 

■LJ  In  this  brief  world  of  mourning,  so  brief  is  life's  day; 

Some  fade  ere  't  is  noon,  and  few  linger  till  eve ; 

Ther£  breaks  not  a  heart,  but  leaves  some  one  to  grieve. 

2  And  the  fondest,  the  purest,  the  truest  that  met. 
Have  found  there  was  need  to  forgive  and  forget: 
Then.  O.  though  the  hopes  that  we  nourish'd  decay, 
Let  us  love  one  another  as  long  as  we  may. 

3  Thus  we'll  love  one  another  'midst  sorrow  the  worst, 
Unalter'd  and  fond  as  we  loved  at  the  first ; 

Though  the  false  wing  of  pleasure  may  change  and  forsake, 
And  the  bright  urn  of  wealth  into  particles  break. 

4  There  are  some  sweet  affections  that  earth  cannot  buy, 
That  cling  but  the  closer  when  sorrow  draws  nigh, 
And  remain  with  us  yet,  though  all  else  pass  away: 
Yes.  we'll  love  one  another  as  long  as  we  stay. 

565 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

QlA    And  I  saw  the  dead,  great  and  small,  Qo  Ar  7q 
^1U  stand  before  God.— Rev.  20:  12.    uo  °°   *  °" 

&REAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear? 
The  end  of  things  created : 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated ! 
The  trumpet  sounds";  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before  ; 
Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding ; 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding  : 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay ; 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing; 
For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing ; 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone  ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear? 

The  end  of  things  created ; 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated. 
Before  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shallpass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 

nil  Crucify  him,  crucify  him  !  C]   \f 

yii  John  19:  6.    v*  ™ 

I  SEE  the  crowd  in  Pilate's  hall ; 
I  mark  their  wrathful  mien  ; 
Their  shouts  of  "  crucify"  appall, 
With  blasphemv  between. 
566 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  And  of  that  shouting  multitude 

I  feel  that  I  am  one ; 
And  in  that  din  of  voices  rude, 
I  recognize  my  own. 

3  I  see  the  scourges  tear  his  back, 

I  see  the  piercing  crown  ; 
And  of  that  crowd  who  smite  and  mock 
I  feel  that  I  am  one. 

4  Around  yon  cross  the  throng  I  see, 

Mocking  the  sufferer's  groan  ; 
Yet  still  my  voice  it  seems  to  be, 
As  if  I  mocked  alone. 

5  'T  was  I  that  shed  the  sacred  blood ; 

I  nailed  him  to  the  tree ; 
I  crucified  the  Christ  of  God  ; 
I  joined  the  mockery ! 

6  Yet  not  the  less  that  blood  avails 

To  cleanse  away  my  sin  ! 
And  not  the  less  that  cross  prevails 
To  give  me  peace  within ! 

Q  1 1>       Let  us  love  him,  for  he  first  loved  us.      T  ■    M 
yi*  Uohn4:  19.    ■"■  iVJ" 

OTHOTJ,  my  soul,  forget  no  more 
The  Friend  who  all  thy  sorrows  bore : 
Let  every  idol  be  forgot; 
But  O,  my  soul,  forget  him  not ! 

2  Jesus  for  thee  a  body  takes, 

Thy  guilt  assumes,  thy  fetters  breaks, 
Discharging  all  thy  dreadful  debt ; 
And  canst  thou  e'er  such  love  forget? 

3  Renounce  thy  ways  and  works  with  grief* 
And  fly  to  this  most  sure  relief; 

Nor  him  forget,  who  left  his  throne, 
And  for  thy  life  gave  up  his  own. 
567 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Infinite  truth,  and  mercy  shine 
In  him,  and  he  himself  is  thine: 
And  canst  thou,  then,  with  sin  beset, 
Such  love,  such  matchless  love,  forget? 

5  O,  no !  till  time  itself  depart, 

His  name  shall  cheer  and  warm  my  heart ; 
And  lisping  this,  from  earth  I'll  rise 
To  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

913  L.M. 

SINNERS,  perhaps  this  news  to  you 
May  have  no  weight,  although  so  true ; 
The  carnal  pleasures  of  the  earth 
Cast  off  the  thoughts  and  fears  of  death. 

2  The  aged  sinner  will  not  turn — 

His  heart's  so  hard,  he  cannot  mourn  : 
Much  harder  than  a  flinty  rock — 
He  will  not  turn,  though  Jesus  knock. 

3  The  blooming  youths,  in  all  their  prime, 

Are  counting  out  their  length  of  time ; 
They  ofttimes  say  't  is  their  intent, 
When  they  get  aid,  they  will  repent. 

4  But  0 !  the  sad  and  awful  state 

01  those  who  stay,  and  come  too  late: 
The  foolish  virgins — they  begin 
To  knock,  but  can  not  enter  in. 

5  When  Christ  the  Lord  shall  come  again, 

In  clouds  of  heaven  and  a  flame, 
And  Gabriel  shall  proclaim  the  sound, 
"Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground" — 

6  0 !  how  will  parents*tremble  there, 

Who  raise  their  children  without  prayer  1 
Methinks  they'll  hear  their  children  say, 
u  I  never  heard  my  parents  pray." 
568 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

7  Good  Lord!  what  groans,  what  bitter  cries, 
What  thunder  rolling  through  the  skies! 
Poor  sinners  sink  in  dark  despair, 
While  saints  are  caught  up  in  the  air. 

914  Farewell.  CM 

BRETHREN  and  sisters,  we  must  part, 
And  to  our  callings  go  ; 
But  let  us  all  keep  one  in  heart, 
Whilst  we  remain  below. 

2  We  may  but  meet  a  few  times  more, 

Till  we  shall  meet  above, 
Where  pain  and  parting  are  no  more, 
In  that  bright  world  of  love. 

3  We  shall  with  Christ,  in  Paradise, 

To  endless  ages  dwell ; 
Then  let  us  instant  watch  and  pray, 
So  now,  dear  friends,  farewell. 

4  And  when  we  meet  in  heaven  above, 

Where  saints  and  angels  dwell, 

We'll  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 

And  never  say  farewell. 

915  The  Lost  Sheep.  P.M. 

rpHETtE  were  ninety-ancl-nine  that  safely  lay 
x     In  the. shelter  of  the  fold; 
And  one  was  out  on  the  hills  away, 

Far  off  from  the  gates  of  gold  ; 
A. way  on  the  mountains  wild  and  bare  - 
Away  from  the  tender  Shepherd's  care. 

2  "Lord,  thou  hast  here  the  ninety- and-nine— 

Arn  they  not  enough  for  thee?" 
But  the  Shepherd  made  answer,  "This  of  mine 

Has  wandered  away  from  me; 
And,  although  the  road  be  rough  and  steep, 
I  go  to  the  desert  lo  find  my  sheep." 

3  But  none  of  the  ransomed  ever  knew 

How  deep  were  the  waters  crossed  ; 
Nor  how  dark  the  night  that  the  L^rd  passed  through 

Ere  he  found  his  sheep  that  was  lost. 
Out  in  the  desert  he  heard  its  cry. 
Sick,  and  helpless,  and  ready  to  die. 

4  "  Lord,  whence  are  those  blood  drops  all  the  way 

That  mark  out  the  mountain's  track  ?" 
"  They  were  shed  for  one  who  had  gone  astray 
Ere  the  Shepherd  couid  bring  him  back." 
569 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Lord,  whence  are  thy  hands  so  rent  and  torn  ?" 
'•  They  were  pierced  to-night  by  many  a  thorn." 

5  And  all  through  the  mountains,  thunder-riven, 

And  up  from  the  rocky  steep 
There  rose  a  cry  to  the  gates  of  heaven 

"  Rejoice,  I  have  found  my  sheep  !" 
And  the  angels  echoed  around  the  throne, 
"Rejoice,  for  the  Lord  brings  back  his  own!" 

916  M.6s.&4s. 

MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary  ; 
Saviour  divine ; 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray  ; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away  ; 
0,  let  me  from  this  day 
Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart : 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  thee, 
Pure,  warm  and  changeless  be — 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day  ; 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream ; 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll ; 
Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove  ; 
O  bear  me  safe  above — 

A  ransom'd  soul. 
570 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

917  L.  M. 

OF  him  who  did  salvation,  bring, 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing  ; 
Arise,  ye  needy — he'll  relieve  ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty — he'll  forgive. 
2^.sk  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given, 
^Vsk,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  ; 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  thy  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blush'd  in  blood  ; 
He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God  ; 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love ;  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  ; 
Where'e*- 1  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly  ; 

1  drink,  nnd  yet  am  ever  dry  ; 

Ah  !  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof; 
Ah!  whr>  that  loves,  can  love  enough? 

918  8s.  &  7s. 

WHAT  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus. 
All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear; 
Wha*.  a  privilege  to  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer. 
Oh,  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

Oh,  what  needless  pain  we  bear — 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 
Everything  to  God  in  prayer. 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere  ? 
We  should  never  be  discouraged — 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
571 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful, 
Who  will  all  onr  sorrows  share? 

Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness, 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden, 

Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ? 
Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee? 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer: 
In  his  arms  he'll  take  and  shield  thee 

Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

919  Built  Uvon  a  Rock.  M.  8s. 

"VfY  anchor  is  within  the  veil, 

iVJ-    Whatever  may  my  soul  betide 

Against  me  nothing  can  prevail. 

For  God  the  Lord  is  on  my  side : 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
My  trust  shall  still  unshaken  stay. 

2  The  Rock  of  truth  I  now  have  found, 

Here  shall  I  ever  stand  secure: 
I  safely  anchor  in  the  ground, 

That  shall  for  ever  more  endure. 
"When  all  the  things  of  earth  are  fled. 
Willi  joy  shall  I  lilt  up  my  head. 

3  Nor  waves  nor  storms  can  bring  me  harm. 

While  on  this  "Rock  I  place  my  trust; 
My  strength  is  the  Almighty  arm— 

The  shield  and  refuge  of  the  just ; 
Here  shall  I  dwell,  and  dv%ell  serene, 
Amid  life's  every  checkered  scene. 

4  Though  fiends  of  hell  against  me  rise, 

Their  looks  of  wrath  I  will  not  fear; 
While  on  the  Lord  my  soul  relies, 

He  shall  for  my  defence  appear: 
He  is  my  fortress  and  high  tower, 
My  helper  in  the  evil  hour. 

5  My  house  I  built  upon  this  Rock, 

Which  shall  for  ever  be  my  stay; 
To  fire,  nor  flood,  nor  tempest  shock, 

Shall  its  foundation  e'er  Rive  way; 
But  here  shall  stand  for  ever  fast, 
Long  as  eternity  shall  last. 

572 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

9*20  One  Stop  More.  C.  M. 

WHAT  though  before  me  all  is  dark, 
Why  should  I  long  to  see  ? 
If  God  gives  light  for  one  step  more 
'Tis  quite  enough  for  me. 

2  1  find  each  onward  step  I  take, 

The  gloom  clears  from  the.  next, 
And  though  'tis  very  dark  beyond, 
Why  should  I  be  perplexed  ? 

3  If  mercy  veils  my  fate  from  me 

Why  should  I  murmuring  go? 
My  present  lot  might  harder  be 
Did  I  the  future  know. 

4  With  childish  faith  I'll  walk  along 

My  path  while  here  I  dwell, 
And  trust  my  future  lot  to  him 
Who  doeth  all  things  well. 

5  Thus  step  by  step  I'll  travel  on, 

Not  looking  far  before  ; 
Trusting  that  I  shall  always  have 
Just  light  for  one  sterjjikore. 

921         Q  thailhacl  Wings  like  a  Dove        M.  8s. 

O  ZION  !  when  I  think  on  thee. 

^    I  long  for  pinions  like  the  dove. 

And  mourn  to  think:  that  I  should  be 

So  distant  from  the  place  I  love. 

2  A  captive  here,  and  far  from  home, 

For  Zion's  sacred  walls  I  sigh  ; 
To  Zion  all  the  ransomed  come, 
And  see  the  Saviour  eye  to  eye. 

3  While  here  T  walk  on  hostile  ground, 

The  few  that  I  can  call  ray  friends 
Are^like  myself,  with  fetters  bound, 
And  weariness  our  steps  attends. 

4  But  yet  we  shall  behold  the  day. 

When  Zion's  children  shall  return  ; 
Our  sorrows  then  shall  flee  away, 
And  we  shall  never,  never  mourn. 

5  The  hope  that  such  a  day  will  come, 

Makes  e'en  the  captive's  portion  sweet; 
Though  now  we  wander  far  from  home, 
In  Zion  soon  we  all  shall  meet. 
573 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

922  Alone  with  Je.sus.      M.  8,  8,  8,  6. 

ALONE  with  Jesus  !    Blessed  place, 
Where  I  behold  him  face  to  face, 
And  every  line  of  beauty  trace, — 
Companionship  divine. 

2  Alone  with  Jesus,  while  without 
Are  care  and  danger,  tear  and  doubt ; 
But  while  with  him,  the  world  shut  out, 

The  joys  of  heaven  are  mine. 

3  Alone  with  him,  on  bended  knee, 
No  ear  to  hear,  no  eye  to  see, 

The  Saviour  deigns  to  meet  with  me, 
And  to  my  prayer  incline. 

4  Alone  with  Jesus— oh,  the  bliss 
Of  holding  converse  such  as  this, 
All  anxious  care  I  now  dismiss, 

And  all  of  earth  resign. 

5  Alone  with  Jesus— oh,  how  blest ! 
Close  folded  to  my  Saviour's  breast, 

lie  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  constant  guest, 
And  keep  me  wholly  thine. 

923  S.  M. 

FIGHT  on,  my  soul,  fight  on, 
Till  all  thy  foes  must  yield  ; 
Thou  canst  not  wear  the  victor's  crown, 
Till  thou  hast  gained  the  field. 

2  Follow  thy  Saviour  on, 

Where'er  he  leads  the  way  : 
Through  fiery  trials  and  through  scorn, 
He  leads  to  endless  day. 

3  Though  all  thy  friends  tu~n  foes, 

And  Satan  threats  and  storms, 
He  gently  guards,  and  always  Knows, 
To  keep  you  safe  from  haruw 

924  Last  Farewell.  M.  7s. 

1^  ARTHLY  home,  adieu,  adieu, 
li  Earthly  friends,  farewell  to  you: 
Softly  breathe  your  last  good-bye, 
Jesus  calls  me,  let  me  die. 

574 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES 

(The  Figures  Indicate  the  N  amber  of  the  Hymn.) 


(.Hymns  in  Italic  indicate  new  hymns.) 


A  BKOKEN  heart,  my  God,  ray  King.  ...Watts.  663 

A  A  charge  to  keep  I  have . . . .' .C.  Wesley.  361 

A  few  more  years  sha  1  roll Bouuer.  484 

Afflicted  saints,  to  Christ  draw  near 299 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep Cotton.  290 

Afflictions,  though  they  seem  severe Newton.  214 

A  fountain  in  Jesus  which  always  runs  frej 159 

Again,  from  calm  and  sweet  repose 523 

A  good  High  Priest  is  come 109 

Ah !  whither  should  I  go  ?     C.  Wesley.  188 

Alas !  alas !  why  is  it  so  ? 324 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? Watts.  114 

Alas,  my  God !  tl  at  thou  shouldst  be 703 

Alas !  what  hourly  dangers  rise Mrs.  Steel.  393 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name Duncan.  130 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord VVesley.   749 

All  you  who  have  confessed 239 

Almighty  God,  thy  piercing  eye Watts.      7 

Almighty  Sovereign  ot  the  skies Watts.  819 

Alone  with  Jesus!  blessed  place 922 

Although  despised  by  men 240 

Always  with  us,  always  with  us Nevin.  746 

Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound . .  .Newton.  217 

Amazing  sight !  the  Saviour  stands 163 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  ? Watts.  397 

Am  I  indeed  born  from  above  ? 700 

An  alien  from  God.  and  a  stranger  to  grace 487 

And  am  I  born  to  die  ? 436 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die  ? C.  Wesley.  610 

And  are  we  yft  alive? C.  Wesley.  506 

And  can  I  yet  delay  ? C.  Wesley.  793 

And  do  we  hope  to  be  with  him  ? 333 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail C.  Wesley.  466 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought  ?. C.Wesley.  474 

And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have  ? Beddome.  603 

And  must  this  body  die  ? 409 

575 


INDEX. 

And  now,  my  soul,  an  :>ther  year 57? 

And  why,  dear  Saviour,  tell  me  why  ? 127 

An  early  summons  Jesus  sends 411 

Another  six  diys' work  is  done Stennett.     76 

A  parting  hymn  we  sing 276 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise C.  Wesley.  103 

As  flows  the  rapid  river S.  F.  Smith.  812 

Asleep  in  Jesus:  blessed  sleep — Mrs.  McKay..  431 

As  on  the  sea  of  life  we  sail 8S1 

As  pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears 593 

Assist  my  soul,  my  heavenly  king 630 

A  sweetly  solemn  thought Alice  Cary.  595 

As  when  the  weary  traveler  gains Newton.  601 

At  every  motion  of  our  breath .Montgomery.  459 

Attend,  young  friends,  while  I  relate. 170 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song Hammond.    37 

Awaked  by  Sin  li's  awful  sound Occura.  681 

Awake,  my  soul,  ancTwiETrThe  sun .TTeiTnT  5L7 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  j  >yf  ul  lays Medley.    35 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve.  Doddridge.  339 

BARREN  still  this  tree  is  found 815 
Be  firm,  be  bold,  be  strong,  be  true 599 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne Watts.    40 

Begin  the  day  with  God 521 

Behold  !  behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! Hoskins.  789 

Behold  how  sinners  disagree 181 

Behold  our  blessed  Lord Weishample.  269 

Behold  that  great  and  awful  day.... 'f/l 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb Watts.    24 

Behold  the  man.  threescore  and  ten 891 

Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 713 

Behold  the  Saviour  at  thy  door Gre^-o-.  158 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind G.  Wesley.  115 

Behold  the  sure  foundation-stone Watts.  235 

Behold  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  wine.. .  Watts.  671 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace Watts.  207 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head  .  * 852 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand 745 

Beside  the  gospel  pool Newton.  181 

Be  still,  be  still,  for  all  around 23 

Be  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares 300 

Bestow,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth.  ...Copper.  586 

Be  with  me.  Lord,  where'er  I  go P.....  607 

576 


INDEX. 

Beyond  where  Kedroa's  waters  flow.S.  T.  Smith.  122 

Beyond  where  Kedron's  waters  flow 907 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God Humphreys.  692 

Blessed  Bible  !  how  I  love  it 81 

Bless'd  is  the  man,  forever  bless'd Watts.  676 

Bless'd  is  the  man  who  shuus Watts.  360 

Blessings  to  God,  forever  blest 546 

Blessed  are  the  humble  souls  that  see....  \v  arts.    225 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace Watts.    736 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds  ..  „.. 785 

Blessed  with  the  joys  of  innocence Watts.    138 

Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires R  i  files,     yj 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  bovvels  move Watts.  3d! 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet !  blow Topaldy.  633 

Bold  in  speech  and  bold  in  action 248 

Brethren  and  sisters,  we  must  part 914 

Brethren,  we  have  met  to  worship 4] 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here Swain.  406 

Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest 858 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death.. ..Watts.  148 

Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave Beddome.  255 

By  the  poor  widow's  oil  and  meal 892 

Bv  the  thoughtless  world  derided 695 

By  whom  was  David  taught 900 

CALL  Jehovah  thy  salvation Montgomery.  330 
Called  to  a  sense  of  duty 399 

Chide  mildly  the  erring Cennick.  393 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow 657 

Children  of  the  heavenly  king 38 

Christian  soldiers,  wake  to  glory 407 

Come,  ail  ye  tender  hearted  Christians 901 

Come,  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims 7lo 

Come,  all  ye  weary  travelers 612 

Come,  brethren  and  sisters,  assist  me 6S8 

Come',  children  of  Zioii,  and 767 

Come,  Christian  brethren,  courage  take 741 

Come,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part 510 

Come,  guilty  sinner,  in  whose  breast Jones.  150 

Come,  heavenly  love,  inspire  my  song 25 

Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove Watts.  230 

Come  in,  ye  blessed  of  the  Lord Kelly.  714 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above.  .C.  Wesley.  710 

Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 77 

Come,  let  us  now  forget  our  mirth 843 

(37)  577 


INDEX. 

Come,  let  W  pray  :  'tis  sweet  to  fee] 781 

Come,  let  us  search  our  ways  and  see Watts.  363 

Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh Reed.  798 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine C.  Wesley.  715 

Come,  my  friends,  aud  let  us  try 303 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare Newton.  671 

Come,  O  my  soul,  to  Calvary 126 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress C.  Wesley.  285 

Come,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord Nicholson.    47 

Come,  O  thou  King  of  all  thy  saints.  .Mrs.  Steel.  780 

Come,  O  thou  traveler  unknown C.  Wesley.  665 

Come,  saints  and  sinners,  hear  me  tell 792 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast.. .  .C.  Wesley.  173 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad. Watts.  760 

Come,  take  my  yoke,  the  Saviour  said 661 

Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing Robison.    27 

Come  to  Jesus,  little  one 627 

Come  to  the  morning  prayer 519 

Come,  trembling  soul,  forget  your  fear 160 

Come,  weary  soul,  with  sin  distressed.  Mrs.  Steel.  618 

Come,  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet Watts.    30 

Come,  ye  disconsolate Moore.  617 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy Hart.  152 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord Watts.    31 

Come,  ye  weary  souls,  oppressed 796 

Come,  youth  and  people,  one  and  all 167 

Consider,  man,  another  day 774 

DARE  to  think,  though  bigots  frown 901 
Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert 

Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground. Howe.  12:: 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders Newton.  472 

Dear  as  thou  wast,  and  justly  dear Dale.  854 

Dear  brethren,  come,  draw  near  to  God 21 

Dearest  Saviour,  help  thy  servant 44 

Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy  seat Mrs.  Steel.  726 

Dear  friends,  farewell 861 

-Dear  people,  all  attention  give J.  W.  165 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul Mrs.  Steel.  597 

Death  has    been  here,  and  borne  away 859 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid Watts.  853 

Delay  not,  delay  not;  O  sinner Hastings.  649 

Deny  it  not— there  is  a  God C.  M.  Pine.      4 

Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be     C.  Wesley.  182 

578 


INDEX. 

Destruction's  dangerous  road Newton.  161 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep Beddome.     93 

Didst  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer Kirkham.  220 

Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord Watts.  828 

Dismiss  us  from  the  house  of  prayer 52 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord Hart.     57 

Dread  Jehovah !  God  of  nations 818 

Droopiug  souls,  no  longer  grieve 651 

PARLY",  niy  God,  without  delay Watts.  788 

Ij     Earthly  home,  adieu,  adieu 924 

Encouraged  by  thy  word 889 

Equip  me  for  the  war C.  Wesley.  732 

Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go 49 

Eternal  God,  enthroned  on  high 827 

Eternal  Spirit,  heavenly  dove 264 

Eternity  is  just  at  hand 464 

Except  a  man  himself  deny 340 

FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence Watts.  344 
Faith  is  the  Christian's  prop 895 

Faith  is  the  Spirit's  sweet  control 346 

Far  beyond  these  sea-girt  islands 878 

Far  down  the  ages  now Boner.  236 

Farewell,  bright  soul,  a  short  farewell. .  .Watts.  424 

Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along 834 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone 307 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes Mrs.  SteeL  415 

Far  from  the  utmost  verge  of  day Watts.  477 

Father,  1  stretch  my  hands  to  thee. .  .C.  Wesley.  183 

Father,  'tis  ours  in  wisdom's  way 629 

Fatner  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 754 

Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear Beddome.  245 

Father  of  mercies,  condescend 809 

Father,  tny  mercy  natn  supplied. 553 

Fight  on,  my  soul,  fight  on..". 923 

For  a  season  called  to  part 511 

F  >rever  with  the  Lord Montgomery.  481 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love Needham.  585 

Friend  after  friend  departs Montgomery.  410 

From  all  that's  mortal,  all  that's  vain 329 

From  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies Watts.     29 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows Stowel.  376 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains Heber.  807 

From  his  low  bed  of  mortal  dust. 419 

From  whence  doth  this  love  and  this  union  arise  356 
579 


GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise Watts.  486 
Glory  to  God  on  high Hart.  378 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night Keen.  535 

Go  bring  me,  said  the  dying  fair 164 

God  has  said,  forever  blessed -, 636 

God.  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son. Beddome.    79 

God  is  the  fountain  whence 518 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way Cowper.    18 

God  named  love,  whose Mrs.  Browning.  908 

God  of  my  life,  my  morning  song Mrs.  Steel.  526 

God  of  our  salvation,  bear  us Kelly.      51 

God's  holy  law  transgressed 669 

Go,  labor  on.  spend  and  be  spent 213 

Go  thou,  in  life's  fair  morning 618 

Go  to  Jesus  with  thy  sorrows 660 

Go  to  thy  grave  in  all Montgomery.  425 

Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child 413 

Go  to  thy  rest  in  peace 819 

Go  to  thy  rest,  with  sorrows  worn 860 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 773 

Go  with  thy  servant.  Lord 217 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound . .  .•. Doddridge.     97 

Grace,  'tis  a  most  delightful  theme 197 

Gracious  Lord,  incline  thine  ear Hammond.  667 

Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine J.  Strocker.  229 

Great  Author  of  th'  immortal  mind Watts.  370 

Great  God.  as  seasons  disappear 820 

Great  God.  I  own  thv  sentence  just. Watts.  450 

Great  God,  we  would'  to  thee Watts.  810 

Great  God !  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ? 910 

Great    Husbandman,  at  thy  command 759 

Great   Shepherd  of  thine  Israel 906 

Great   was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great. ...Watts.  2*27 
Guide   us,  O  thou  great  Jehovah Oliver.  372 


H 


AD  I  ten  thousand  gifts  besides 609 

HadI  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews.. .Watts.  351 

Hail,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus Winegrove.  679 

Hail,  my  partners  in  distress Warden.  729 

Hail' the  blest  morn Heber.     86 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus Bakewell.  131 

Haih  wondrous  love,  that 806 

Happy  is  he  whose  early  years Watts.  565 

Happy  soul !  thy  days  are  ended C.  Wesley.  439 

Happy  the  child,  whose  early  years 568 

580 


INDEX. 

Happy  trie  home  when  God  is  tbere 55? 

Hark,  don't  you  hear  the  turtle-dove 885 

Hark,  from  the  tomb Watts.  428 

Hark  !  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord Cowper.  204 

Hark  !  teu  thousand  harps  and  voices Kelly.  134 

Hark  !  the  jubilee  is  sounding 662 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing C.  Wesley.    89 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy Francis.  273 

Haste,  O  sinner,  to  be  wise Scott.  642 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven Watts.  416 

Heaven  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease 873 

He  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies Watts.  120 

Hell!  'tis  a  word  of  dreadful  sound Browne.  476 

Help,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help   I    fly 744 

Here,  in  the  preseuce  of  our  God 765 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name Needham.      2 

Ho !  reapers  of  life's  harvest 811 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet Watis.  246 

How  blest  the  righteous,  when  he  dies . .  Barbauld.  414 
How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds. .  .Barbauld.  272 

How  can  a  sinner  know C.  Wesley.  211 

How  can  I  vent  my  grief 323 

How  can  we  see  the  children,  Lord 555 

How  condescending  and  how  kind Watts.     98 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear Watts.     20 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints Kennedy.  226 

How  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work 762 

How  happy  are  the  young  who  hear Logan.  559 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace C.  Wesley.  205 

How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state 357 

How  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 224 

How  long  has  God  bestowed  his  care. .  .Newton.  576 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face Watts.  709 

How  lost  was  my  condition 218 

How  of t,  alas!  this  wretched  heart.. Mrs.  Steel.  816 

How  perfect  is  thy  word Watts.    S3 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair Watts.     36 

How  precious  is  the  name 698 

How  proud  we  are,  how  fond  to  show 604 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is W^atts.  196 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts.  .Watts.  561 

How  short  the  race  our  friend  has  run 447 

How  solemn  the  signal  I  hear 857 

How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave Watts.  850 

5S1 


INDEX. 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight. .  .Swain.  353 
How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound.  .Bowring.    95 

How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day 420 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay 785 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds  ..Newton.  101 

How  sweet  to.be  allowed  to  pray Follen.  723 

How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile Kelly.  786 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls Doddridge.  458 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the    hours. ..Newton.  600 

How  would  my  heart  rejoice  to  see 281 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below Watts.  457 

I  AM.  baith  Christ,  the  way Ill 
I  am  weary.  I  am  weary 894 

I  and  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord.  .C.  Wesley.  558 

I  asked  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow Newton.  380 

I  come  to  thee,  I  come  to  thee 757 

If  I  must  die,  O  let  me  die Beddome.  319 

If  Jesus  Christ  was  sent 185 

If  'tis  sweet  to  mingle  where 784 

If  peace  and  plenty  crown  my  days 542 

If  Paul  in  Caesar's  court  must  stand Newton.  328 

If  you  will  turn  away  from  sin 625 

I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms 614 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives Medley.  320 

JI  lay  me  down  in  Jesus'  arms A.  M.  E.  541 

I'll  sing  a  song  that  doth  belong 209 

I  long  to  see  the  season  come 149 

I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man 448 

I  love  the  Lord  :  he  heard  my  cries 831 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord Dwight.  238 

I  love  to  hear  the  story 633 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away Mrs.  Brown.     59 

I  'm  a  lonely  traveler  here 301 

I  'm  but  a  stranger  here 862 

I  'm  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die 221 

I  'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  "Lord 21 6 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 373 

Indulgent  God  of  love  and  power 253 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight Newton.  685 

In  Jesus'  name  once  more  we  meet H.  C.  S.  267 

In  Jesus'  name  we  come  to  thee 540 

In  memory  of  the  Saviour's  blood A.  M.  E.  271 

In  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me 532 

582 


Innumerable  foes 403 

In  seasons  of  grief  to  my  God  I'll  repair 596 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 867 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 740 

Intemperance,  like  a  raging  flood 824 

In  this  lone  hour  of  deep  distress Dennis.  427 

In  thy  name.  O  Lord,  assembling 43 

In  trouble  and  in  grief.  O  Lord .". 339 

in  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith 743 

In  what  confusion  earth  appears Doddridge.  479 

I  often  say  my  prayers 383 

I  once  enjoyed  my  Lord 323 

I  see  the  crowd  in  Pilate's  hall 911 

I  set  myself  against  the  Lord 888 

Israel  in  ancient  days 110 

Is  there  a  God  ?    Yon  rising  sun 1 

It  is  a  very  pleasant  thing 259 

It  is  not  good,  Jehovah  said 575 

It  shall  be  well,  let  sinners  know Hoskins.  737 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord Watts.  203 

I  want  a  heart  to  pray C.  Wesley.  381 

I  want  to  be  an  angel 638 

I  will  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful  land 868 

I  would  not  live  alway Muhlenburg.  480 

JEHOVAH'S  image  brightly  shone Garner.     15 
Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home. .  .Montgomery.  877 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home '.  Gregg.  497 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 332 

Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing Atkins.  505 

Jesus^  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep.  ..C.  Wesley.  280 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name Doddridge.  711 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken Grant.  219 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye C.  Wesley.  326 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul C.  Wesley.  301 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone Cennick.  195 

Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  God. Stennett.  721 

Jesus,  tender  shepherd,  hear  me 562 

Jesus  the  cross  for  me  endured 258 

Jesus,  the  Saviour  of  my  soul 71 8 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  is  sweet Bernard.  107 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend Buruham.  101 

Jesus,  tby  love  shall  we  forget  ? 275 

Jesus  wept ;  those  tears  are  over 903 

583 


INDEX. 

Jobn  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord 85 

-Joyfully,  joyfully,  ownward  I  move. .  W.  Huuter.  701 

Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 358 

Joy  to  the  world  :  the  Lord  has  come Watts.  90 

Just  as  I  am,  without  oue  plea 191 

KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake.  .Newton.  799 
Know,  my  soul,  thy  full Montgomery.  321 

Know,  sinners, every  one  is  free 611 

T  ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds Watts.  839 

■"  Let  every  mortal  ear  attend Watts.  155 

Let  me  lie  prostrate  on  the  ground 782 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be Watts.  462 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem Watts.  351 

Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those.  J.  Newton.  2Qq 

Let  sinners  take  their  course Watts.  386 

Let  strife  forever  cease 897 

Let  the  land  mourn  through  all  its  coasts 582 

Let  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high 133 

Let  thoughtless  thousands  choose Hoskins.  636 

Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour ^03 

Let  us'  lovedie  another 903 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake Doddridge.  2 12 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour Mrs.  Steel.  817 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord Watts.  116 

Lift  up  your  hearts,  Emmanuel's  friends 713 

Like  mist  on  the  mountain 530 

Little  drops  of  water 637 

Live  while  you  live,  in  mortal  days 291 

Lo !  another  year  is  gone 584 

Lo!  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending. .  .Oliver.  163 

Lonely  aud  weary,  by  sorrows  oppressed. . 879 

Look  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye.  Doddridge.  Ill 

Look  to  Jesus :  see,  he  stands . . .. 801 

Lo!  ou  a  narrow  neck  of  land C.  Wesley.  161 

Lord,  a  little  baud,  and  lowly 537 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee Watts.  6 

Lord,  at  this  closing  hour 53 

Lord,  at  thy  sacred  feet " 769 

Lord,  at  thy  table    1    behold Stennett.  279 

Lord,  bless  thy  saints  assembled  here 23i ' 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 50 

Lord.  I  approach  the  mercv-seat Newton.  189 

581 


INDEX. 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains C.  Wesley.  496 

Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go 719 

Lord,  in  the  morning  I  will  send 516 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  bear Watts.  518 

Lord,  in  tby  courts  we  now  appear Needbam.  382 

Lord,  in  thy  presence  here  we  meet Holman.  251 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour Croswell.  738 

Lord  of  my  life,  whose  word  and  power 82f 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear C.Wesley.  832 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray Watts.  533 

Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin Watts.  142 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now Hammond.     48 

Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults 213 

Lord,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace Watts.     22 

Lord,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this Watts.  730 

Lord,  when  together  here  we  meet 502 

Love  is  the  strongest  tie 739 

Lo!  what  an  entertaining  sight Watts.  232 

MAJESTIC  svveetuess  sits  enthroned. .Stennett.     9(3 
Make  us  by  thy  transforming Mrs.  Steel.  100 

Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb J.  B.  Marsh.  132 

Mav  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour 56 

Mercy !  6,  thou  Son  of  David Newton.  191 

'Mid  scenes  of  confusion,  and  creature. S.  F.  Key.  702 

Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven Watts.  193 

Must  Jesus  bear  his  cross  alone 3 13 

My  anchor  is  within  the  veil Luther.  919 

My  bark  is  on  a  troubled  sea 594 

My  closet,  my  temple,  my  social  retreat 60 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by Nelson.  492 

My  days,  my  weeks,  my  mouths,  my  years .  456 

My  dearest  friends,  in  bonds  of  love. .". 503 

My  dearest  Lord,  in  love  appear 771 

My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? Watts.  362 

My  God,  my  father^  cheering  name ' . .  Mrs.  Steel.     12 

My  Godi  my  life,  my  love Watts.     10 

My  God.  my  portion  and  my  love Watts.  699 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys Watts.  717 

My  Gotl,  tny  service  well  demands...  Uoddrmge.  ^y6 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 916 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 488 

My  home  is  hi  heaven 866 

My  life  declines,  my  strength  is  gone 815 

My  mother  died,  and  is  no  more 438 

My  son,  know  thou  the  Lord. . , ....  835 

585 


INDEX. 

My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see     68 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard Heath.  400 

My  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day 443 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise Watts.      8 

My  spirit  longs  for  thee John  Byron.  310 

My  youthful  mates,  both  small  and  great 449 

VEARER.  my  God,  to  thee S.  F.  Adams.  314 

-L' Nor  eye  has  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard.  Watts.  874 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts Watts.  106 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  of  earth Watts.  689 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme Longfield.  693 

Now,  brethren,  though  we  part 508 

Now.  brethren,  to  your  homes  repair.  M.  Hoovex.  504 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts Mason.  531 

Now,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm Newton.  830 

Now,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood. Watts.  617 

Now  I  resolve.  Avith  all  my  heart Steel.  335 

Now  is  the  accepted  time Dobell.  151 

Now  let  us  raise  our  voices  high 826 

Now,  O  my  soul !  the  circling  sun 537 

Now  one  day's  journey  less  divides 538 

Now,  pilgrims,  let  us  go  in  peace 512 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 527 

Now  we  are  met  in  holy  fear Burn  ham.  787 

Now,  whilst  I  try  my  heart 309 

0  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul Watts.    26 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 543 

O  bow  thiue  ear.  eternal  One Pierpont.  289 

O,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day 62 

O  do  not  let  the  word  depart 655 

Of  ail  religions  that  are  touud 893 

Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring 917 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God Cowper.  316 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink Bathurst.  345 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day Hart   187 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God C.  Wesley.  312 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith Watts.  348 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing C.  Wesley.    34 

O  God.  by  whom  the  seed  is  given Heber.  764 

O  God,  my  sins  are  manifold 905 

O  God.  on  thee  we  all  depend 758 

O  God.  our  help  in  ages  past Watts.    11 

O  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 206 

586 


INDEX. 

0  happy  day,  when  saints  shall  meet 509 

O  happy  saints,  that  dwell  in  light 493 

O,  how  happy  are  they 208  ■ 

O,  it  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 61 

0  Lamb  of  God.  for  sinners  slain Mrs.  Hunt.  265- 

O  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh 305 

O  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet Mrs.  F.  836 

O  Lord,  help  we  to  live Mrs.  Hess.  390 

O  Lord^  how  full  of  sweet  content Guy  on.  336 

O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee 725 

O  Lord,  our  languid  souls  inspire 761 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive Hastings.  797 

0  Lord,  to  us  assembled  here 783 

O  love,  beyond  conception  great 202 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art C.  Wesley.  731 

O  love  divine,  that  stooped  to  share Holmes.  293 

O  may  1  love,  at  early  day 776 

O  may  the  Lord  our  footsteps  guide A.  M.  E.  870- 

Once'more  a  pleasant  interview 513 

Once  more,  before  we  part 51 

Ouce  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 520 

Once  more  we  lift  our  hearts  to  God 42 

Once  more  we  press  the  hand  and  part 805 

Once.  O  Lord  thy  garden  flourished Newton.  322 

One  there  is  above  all  others 102 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand Stennett.  495 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 887 

On  what  has  now  been  sown .,-. 55 

O  render  thanks  to  God CEkte  &  Brady.  519 

O  sacred  head,  now  wounded A.  Gerhart.  118 

O  s.ay  not,  I  will  yet  delay 656 

O,  sing  jo  meofjieaven Mrs.  Danna.  851„ 

O  sin n e*r , ' bring n ot  tears  alone .Breviary.  1 78 

O  speed  thee.  Christian,  on  the  way 731 

O,  tell  me  no  more  of  this J.  Gambold.  691  _ 

O  :hat  1  could" fore veFa* well ."Newton.  313" 

O  that  I  knew  the  secret  place 673 

O  that  I  were  as  heretofore C.  Wesley.  811 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone C.  Wesley.  179 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways. ..Watts.  315 

O  there's  a  better  world  on  high  712 

587 


INDEX. 

O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul Swain.  302 

O  thou,  my  soul,  forget  do  more 913 

O  thou  that  hearest  prayer 802 

()  thou  who  hearest  when  sinner's  cry 192 

O  tnou  who  driest  the  mourner  s  tear 292 

O  thou  who  hast  at  thy  command 368 

O  thou,  whose  compassionate  care 286 

O  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple. . .  W.  C.  Bryant.  28S 

O  thou,  whose  tender  mercy  hears Mrs.  Steel.  614 

O  time,  how  few  thy  value  weigh Scott.  451 

O,  'tis  a  folly  and  a  crime 571 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die  ? 15J 

Our  days,  alas  !  our  mortal  days Watts  855 

Our  God  is  love,  and  all  his  saints 352 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past Watts.    11 

Our  Heavenly  Father  calls Moi.teomery.  32? 

O,  what  amazing  words  of  grace .Medley.  16 

O,  what  a  lonely  path  were  ours 49 

O,  what  a  wretched  sinner,  Lord 66t: 

0,  when  shall  all  these  trials  cease A.  M.  E.  375 

0  when  shall  1  see  Jesus  ? 311 

0,  when  the  tear  is  gushing G.  B.  Ide.  775 

O.  where  shall  rest  be  found  ? .Montgomery.  444 

O,  who'll  stand  up  for  Jesus  ? 337 

O,  why  wilt  thou  so  long  delay 651 

O  yes,  there  is  a  happier  shore 493 

O,  ye  young,  ye  gay,  ye  pruud 570 

0  Zion,  when  I  think  on  thee Kelly.  921 

PASTOR,  thou  art  from  us  taken. .  ..Sigourney.  422 
People  of  the  living  God J.  W.  817 

Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  viuc.S.  F.  Smith.  241 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair Watts.  201 

Poor  and  needy  though  1  be 569 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man — Beddome.  385 
Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire... Montgomery.  378 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  convey Hart.  387 

Precious  Bible!  what  a  treasure ■.  .Newton.  902 

Prepare  me.  gracious  God Eliott.  664 

Preserved  by   thy   almighty  power 804 

Proclaim,  saith  Christ,  my  wondrous  grace 261 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus   at  thy  feet Stennett.  177 

A  UENCH  not  the  spirit  of  the  Lord 228 

I 


INDEX. 

RAPID  my  days  and  months  run  on 583 
Redeemed  ones,  the  heirs  of  God 331 

Rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King C.  Wesley.  890 

Religion  is  the  balm  of  life 697 

rleligion  is  the  chief  concern Fawcett.  311 

Religion.  ;tis  a  glorious  treasure 703 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound.. Doddridge.  835 

Remember,  sinful  youth 621 

Remember  thy  Creator  now 620 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries Doddridge.  663 

Return,  O  wanderer,  return  ! Collyer.  650 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. .  .Cennick.  747 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path Needham.  388 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me Toplady.  103 

Hun  to  and  fro  in  all  thy  qlee A.  M.  E.  169- 

SAFELY  through  another  week Newton.    75 
Salem's  bright  King— Jesus  by  name 257 

Salvation,  O  the  joyful  sound Watts.  200 

Save  all  my  children.  Lof d 841 

Saviour,  happy  would  I  be 707 

Saviour,  I  do  feel  thy  merit 210 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us 622 

Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day 355 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation Newton.  384 

Saw  ye  my  Saviour  ? 117 

Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 652 

Searcher  of  hearts,  from  mine  erase Heber.  720 

See  a  poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord 675 

See  how  the  little  toiling  ant 628 

See  how  the  morning  sun Scott.  524 

See.  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord  325 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling Home.  580 

See  the  kind  Shepherd,  Jesus,  stands 62S 

See  th'  eternal  Judge  descending CI  eland.  473- 

Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man J.  Wesley.  244 

Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river  ? ".  882 

Shed  not. a  tear. ^L^_DajtLa«-.848 

Should  sombre  clouds  of  sorrow  rise 871 

Show  pity,  Lord !  O  Lord,  forgive ! 190 

Silently  the  shades  of  evening 777 

Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time Harvey.    19 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear Berridge.  573 

Since  man,  by  sin,  has  lost  his  God 884 

589 


INDEX. 

Sin  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts Watts.  140 

Sinner,  awake   to  think 171 

Sinner,  can  you  slight  the  Saviour B.  H.  P.  478 

Sinners,  hear,  for  God  hath  spoken 610 

Sinner,  oh,  why  so  thoughtless  grown Watts.  613 

Sinner,  the  voice  of  God  regard 147 

Siuners,  perhaps  this  news  to  you 913 

Sinners,  this  solemn  truth  regard Fawcett.  215 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? C.  Wesley.  168 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message  ? Allen.  144 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely. .  .8.  T.  Smith.  430 
So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flow'r...Mrs.  Steel.  413 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day Doane.  534 

Solemnly,  sadly,  the  mourners  draw  near.. Miller.  125 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express Watts.  722 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed Montgomery.  250 

Speak  geutly,  it  is  better  far 837 

Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones F.  G.  Lee.  391 

Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer Reed.  66 

Stay,  thou  insulted.  Spirit,  sftty C.  Wesley.  180 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chain...  .Mrs.  Steel.  581 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think Newton.  174 

Straight  is  the  way,  the  door  is  straight.  .Watts.  312 

Stretch'd  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies. Mrs. Steel.  116 

Sure,  there  is  a  righteous  God Watts.  17 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer  !. . .  65 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King Watts.  71 

Sweet  the  moment,  rich Robinson.  119 

Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope 846 

Sweet  was  the  time,  when  first  I  felt — Newton.  812 

Swift  the  moments  fly  away : . . . .  467 

TAKE  up  thy  cross,  the  Saviour  said 338 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days Watts.  435 

Teach  me  yet  more  of  thy  blest  ways 369 

Teach  us,  in  time  of  deep  distress 728 

Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  sing  and  pray 701 

Tell  me  not  in  mournful  numbers 705 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come Watts.  470 

That  man  no  guard  nor  weapon  needs.. .Newton.  587 

That  name  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet 162 

The  bosom  where  I  oft  have  lain 442 

The  bud  will  soon  become  a  flower.  .Jones  Very.  56* 

The  Christian  knows  his  God  aright 366 

59.0 


INDEX. 

The  church  of  God  believes J^Winebrenner.  268 

The  cross  of  Jesus  purifies 341 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 530 

Thee  we  adore.  Eternal  Name Watts.  440 

The  Father  in  his  boundless  love A.  M.  E.  898 

The  God  of  harvest  praise 821 

The  gospel  comes  with  welcome  news 678 

The  happy  morn  is  come 129 

The  happy  shore  on  Eden's  plains E.  489  ■ 

The  harvest  is  past,  and  the  reapers  are  gone 611 

The  importance  of  a  sacred  right 365 

The  last  lovely  morning 453 

The  law  by  Moses  came Watts.    94 

The  law  commands  and  makes  us Watts.    80 

The  light  of  Sabbath  eve 70 

The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes 233 

The  Lord  is"  risen  indeed Kelly.  128 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is Watts.      9 

The  Lord,  who  truly  knows Newton.    61 

The  night  is  past  and  gone 522 

The  night  is  far  spent,  and  the  day 137 

The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which Bowring.  763 

The  one  thing  needful,  that  good  part 672 

The  pearl  that  worldlings  covet 683 

There  is  a  gate  stands  open  wide 586 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood Cowper.  199 

There  is  a  happy  land  875 

There  is  a  heaven  above  the  skies 501 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed W.  B.  Tappan.  498 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest.. W.  B.  Tappan.  865 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands 437 

There  is  a  land  of  glorious  light E.  869- 

There  is  aland  of  pure  delight Watts.  494 

There  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear 33 

There  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God Watts.  563 

There  is  a  school  on  earth  be^un 606 

There  is  a  time,  we  know  not  when 158 

There's  a  home  for  the  blest 883 

There's  beauty  all  around 858 

There  were  ninety -and-nine.  that  safely  lay. ...     915 

The  sacraments  are  holy  signs 263 

The  saints  appear,  to  tread  the  courts 768 

The  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above 281 

The  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame  Cowper.    92 

The  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray 121 

591 


The  souls  that  would  to  Jesus  press Hart.  403 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high Addison.     14 

The  spirit  in  our  hearts 645 

The  time  draws  nigh  when  from  the  clouds 452 

The  time  is  short,  the  season  near Hoskins.  465 

__-27ie  time  is  short,  the  season  nears Mrs.  Hess.  429 

The  way  of  life  in  Christ  doth  lead 408 

The  world  can  neither  give  nor J.  Mason.  706 

The  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell 78 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 63 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord Doddridge.     73 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore Hart.     58 

This  is  a  precious  book  indeed 634 

This  is  the  field ,  the  world  below 469 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made Watts.    67 

Thou  dear  Kedeemer,  dying  Lamb Cennick.    28 

Though  hard  the  winds  are  blowing 294 

Though  in  the  earthly  church  below Newton.  237 

Though  my  flesh  and  heart  may  fail 880 

Though  parents  may  iu  covenant  be Doane.  556 

Though  troubles  assail  and  dangers Newton.    16 

Thou  great  First  Cause,  least  understood 379 

Thou  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus G.  E.  Giles.  262 

Thou  Refuge  of  my  soul Mrs.  Steel.  305 

Thou  shalt  not  covet,  God  hath  said 615 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel,  and  mine...C.  Wesley.  733 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 766 

Thou  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 536 

Thou  who  a  tender  parent  art 554 

Thou  who  art  the  ever  present 822 

Thou  who  dost  my  life  prolong 529 

Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  night Kelly.  523 

Through  the  furnace,  through  the  heat 755 

Through  tribulations  deep 371 

Thus  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on Watts.  401 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 539 

Thus  I  resolved  before  the  Lord Watts.  395 

Thus,  said  Jesus,  go  and  do Roscoe.  724 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord Steunett.  418 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford Fawcett.    45 

Time  is  winging  us  away 455 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know Newton.  394 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come Watts.  347 

'Tis  finished,  so  the  Saviour  cried 131 

592 


INDEX. 

Tis  finished  !  The  conflict  is  past 445 

Tis  my  happiness  helow Cowper.  404 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give 359 

To-day  Emmanuel  feeds  his  sheep 770 

To-day  God  bids  the  faithful  rest Cennick.    74 

To-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice Meller.  175  - 

To  God,  the  mighty  Lord 545 

To  God,  who  from  the  earth  and  skies Z.  &  E.  553 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive 605 

To-morrow.  Lord,  is  thine 460 

To  praise  thee,  ever-bounteous  Lord.  .Needham.  579 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name 623 

To  the  flowing  stream  of  Jordan 256 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born Montgomery.    88 

Trust  in  Jesus,  weeping  mourner 756 

Try  us,  0  God,  and  search  the  ground . .  C.  Wesley.  283 

Twas  by  an  order  from Watts.    82 

'Twas  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night 277 

TTNCERTAIN  how  the  way  to  find Newton.  748 

U  Upoa  the  banks  of  Jordan  stood SI 

VAIN  are  all  terrestial  pleasures 750 
Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu C.  Wesley.  588 

Vain  man.  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear Hart.  157 

Vouchsafe,  O  Lord,  thy  presence  now.. J.  B.  Ide.  249 

WAIT,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord 223 
Waked  by  the  Gospel's  powerful  sound 212 

Wake  up,  my  muse,  condole  the  loss 421 

Wandering  pilgrims,  mourning  Christians 696 

We  are  not  here  for  earth:  no.  no \ .  .VI .  E    463  - 

We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day 72 

We  bless  the  Lord,  the  just  and  good Watts.  514 

Weep  for  the  lost !  thy  Saviour  wept 593 

Weeping  soul,  no  longer  mourn 653 

We  go  the  way  that  leads  to  God 803 

We  journey  through  a  vale  of  tears 727 

We  lay  thee  in  the  silent  tomb 858 

Welcome,  delightful  morn Hay  ward.  833 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest .Watts.    69 

Welcome,  O  Saviour,  to  my  heart 794 

Welcome,  welcome,  day  of  rest 886 

We  now  have  heard  our  brethren  tell 791 

(38)  593 


INDEX. 

We  praise  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies 547 

We're  marching  to  the  promised  land 872 

JVe're  met,  0  Lord Winebrenner.  779 

We  shall  greet  them  at  home 876  , 

We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest 482 

We  thank  thee,  Lord,  for  daily  bread 551 

We  thank  thee,  Lord,  for  this  our  food 550 

We've  no  abiding-  city  Hare Kelly.  411 

-What  a  friend  we  haoe  in  Jesus 918 

What  cneermg  words  are  these Kent.  222 

What  contradictions  meet 252 

What  have  I  in  this  barren  land  ? Watts.  863 

What,  if  our  bark  o'er  life's  rough  wave 483 

What  is  the  thing  uf  greatest  price?.Montgomery.  613 

What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above. 589 

What,  my  soul,  should  bow  thee  down  ? 751 

What  poor,  despised  company 374 

What  shall'  I  render  to  my  God Watts.  800 

What's  this  that  steals,  that  steals  upon 844 

What  thmK  ye  of  Christ?  is  the  test Newtofi.  112 

-What  though  before  me  all  is  dark 920 

What  various  mnarances  we  meet Cowper.  377 

When  Adam  sinned,  through  all  his  race 139 

When  a  foolish  thought  within 634 

When  all  tjm  mercies,  O  my  God Addison.    32 

When  along  life's  thorny  road 753 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatched Mrs.  Steel.  433 

When  brighter  f-uns  and  milder  skies. ..Peabody.  578 

When  converts  first  begin -to  sing 405 

When  daily  I  kneel  down  to  pray 635 

Whene'er  a  sinner  turns  to  God Stennett.  682 

W  hene'er  the  clouds  of  sorrow  roll 752 

When  floating  on  life's  troubled  sea 350 

When  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer 823 

When  gathering  clouds  around L.  Glenelg.  297 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name Watts.  677 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear Watts.  349 

When  I  set  out  for  glory 684 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross Watts.  274 

When  Jesus  Christ  was  here  below 266 

When  Jesus,  our  great  Master,  came Watts.  334 

-When  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld 899 

When  languor  and  disease  invade Toplady.  608 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly. ..  H.  K.  White.    91 
594 


When  our  Lord  was  crucified 616 

When  shall  we  meet  a°:ain 507 

When  souls  are  first  converted 687 

When  struggling  on  the  bed  of  pain 287 

When  the  first  parents  of  our  race 99 

When  the  harvest  is  past 8.  F.  Smith.  153 

When  the  joyous  day  is  dawning 778 

When  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 451 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge Rippon.  475 

When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled 65'i 

W'hen  torn  is  the  bosom  by  sorrow  and  care 773 

When  we  cannot  see  our  way 367 

When  we  pass  through  yonder  river Kelly.  485 

When  we  stand  before  the  throne 590 

When  we.  with  welcome  slumber  pressed 525 

When  wounded  sore S.  T.  Alexander.  198 

Where  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find 63L 

Where  two  or  three  together  meet. Kent.  790 

Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord.  .Stennett.     46 

While  Jesns  dwelt  on  earth 690 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light — D wight.  145 

While  others  pray  for  grace  to  die 308 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks Tate.    87 

While  through  this  changing  world. Montgomery.  864 

While  we  sojourn  here  below £.  514 

While  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun Newton.  515 

Who  are  these  arrayed  in  white  ? C.  Wesley.  500 

Who  is  this  that  comes  from  Edom  ? 133 

Whom  have  we.  Lord,  in  heaven  but  thee 13 

Why  do  we  mourn  departed  friends  ? Watts.  431 

Why  should  I  join  with  those  in  play  630 

Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 433 

Why  should  we  spend  our  youthful  days 619 

Why  should  Ave  start,  and  fear  to  die Watts.  417 

WThy  those  fears  ?   Behold,  'tis  Jesus  ! 298 

Why  will  ye  lavish  out  your  years 659 

Why  will  you  not,  O  Christian 89b 

Wide  is  the  gate  and  broad  the  way 694 

With  aching  hea/t  and  weeping  eyes 670 

With  cheerful  voices,  rise  aud  sing 574 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace Watts.  113 

With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament Stennett.  186 

With  what  a  fixed  and  peaceful  mind.    ; 446 

595 


Would  you  win  a  soul  to  God Hammond.  251 

Would'st  thou  an  erring  soul  redeem 392 

VE  burdened  souls,  to  Jesus  come Dobell.  795 

-»-  Te  different  sects,  who  all  declare 591 

Ye  dying  sons  of  men 143 

Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace 270 

Ye  careless  professors  who  rest  on  your  lees 813 

Ye  humble  saints,  proclaim  abroad 3 

Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God.Mrs.  Steel.      5 

Ye  little  flock,  whom  Jesus  feeds 232 

Ye  lovely  bands  of  blooming  youth.  .Doddridge.  572 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ Yoke.  810 

Ye  mourning  saints,  whose Doddridge.  423 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord Doddridge.  396 

Yes,  for  me.  for  me  he  careth Bonner.  105 

Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee S.  T.  Smith.  808 

Yes,  she  is  gone Mrs.  G.  W.  Anderson.  426 

Ye  unconverted,  careless  souls.  .J^Winebrenner.  172 

Ye  virgin  souls,  arise .'."..C.  Wesley.  135 

Ye  weary,  heavy-laden,  come  ! 646 

Ye  weary,  heavy-laden  souls 491 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor.. Mrs.  Steel.  176 

Yield  not  to  temptation,  for  yielding 632 

You  may  sing  of  the  beauties W.  Hunter.  592 

ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame.. Newton.  318 
Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded Kelly,  231 

596 


! 


CLASSIFICATION. 


God— His    Being  and  Attributes IS 

His  names  and  relations 9-13 

In  Creation 14-15 

la  Providence 16-19 

Worship  and  Praise — Public  Worship — Opening 
Hymns — Closing  Hymns — Social  Worship ..  .20-66 

The  Lord's  Day 67-77,  and  833 

The  Holy  Scriptures 78-83 

John's  Ministry  and  Baptism 84-85 

Cbrist— The  Incarnation 86-91 

His  Life  and  Mission 92-100 

His  Names  and  Characters 101-113 

His  Sufferings  and  Death ,114-127 

His  Resurrection  and  Glory .  1 '2  8-1 34 

His  Second  Advent  and  Reign 135-137 

TheFall 138- 14  i 

Invitation  and  Warning 143-176,  and  913 

Repentance  and  Faith 177-1 95 

Justification  and  Adoption 19(5-221 

The  Promises 222-220 

The  Holy  Spirit 227-2 30 

The  Character  of  the  Church  and  its  Privi- 
leges  231 -"41 

The  Ministry 343-252 

Council  and  Conference  Meetings 253-254 

Baptism 255-265,  and  898 

Feet  Washing 266-269 

Love  Feast— Salutation 270-272 

The  Communion 273-279,  and  770 

Fellowship  and  Unity 280-285 

The  Anointing— Church  Dedication 286-289 

Afflictions  and  Trials 290-305 

597 


CLASSIFICATION 

Aspiration., .,. 306-318 

Assurance 319-321 

Backsliding 322-326 

Communion  with  God 327-330 

Consistency 381-334 

Consecration— Contentment 335-337 

The  Cross 338-343 

Faith—  Hope— Love— Joy 344-360,  and  919 

Duties 361-361 

Obedience— Perfection 865-370 

Christian  Pilgrimage 371-375 

Prayer 376-387 

The  Race— Reproof 388-393 

Self-examination— Watchfulness 394-396 

The  Warfare 397-408 

Death 409-449 

The  Resurrection 450-453 

Time  and  Eternity — Judgment 454-4f5 

Hell 476-479 

Heaven 480-501 

Meeting  and  Parting 501-515.  and  831,  914,  924 

Family  Worship — Morning — Evening , 516-541 

Table  Hymns 542-553 

Parental  Hymns 554-558 

Youth. 559-572 

Marriage 573-575 

Special  Occasions . 576-585 

Miscellaneous 586-4J16 

Doxologies •. . .  .385-386 

CONTENTS  OF  APPENDIX. 

Youtn 617-638 

The  Gospel  Call 639-662,  and  913 

Repentance 663-675 

Justification 676-693 

Dhristian  Life  and  Experience .694-75? 

Public  Worship— social  w  oruhip 758-778 

Prayer  Meetiug — Missionary 779-81] 

Spiritual  Declension 812-817 

Special  Occasions 818-834 

Parental  Hymns 835-841 

Frailty— Sickness  and  Death 842-861 

Heaven 862-883 

Miscellaneous 884-924 

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